Neverwinter Forest i’d rather be alone, i don’t wanna go home

wanna fade?

Cupid's always been observent, but now he was strangely hyper aware. No movement can get past these eyes, not even that little shift. And Cupid—who was a bit more on edge than he previously thought—curls in slightly. Stupid reflexes. Hopefully Mal didn't pick up on that.

Thanks. For the compliment and the food. Cupid made his way towards the hare, careful not to disturb Caerus. I'll call you when I need you, he said before dragging the prey back into the den.