Noctisardor Bypass To the meaning of life

What he needed was his parents, but that wasn't really true.  He felt like he needed them, but he was still here, and the rest of them were still here.  Arbiter was still here.  He'd be okay.

So now he knew what he wanted, but what did he need?  I don't know, he admitted, tucking his tail a bit instinctually.  Ashlar was ashamed to admit it but he wasn't quite sure what came next.  He looked at her, dwarfed a bit by her large size.  I want to help.  Maybe a job, o..or....  Ashlar trailed off, thinking.  He likes to sing, and to hunt, and to learn.  He wasn't sure what skills he had that she could use; Baba's healing lessons hadn't stuck much with him.  He'd never considered there might be a time where Baba wouldn't be here to do it himself.  So now what?  Papa taught me some things, he said softly, and a little timid.  He wasn't confident in his abilities, but he remembered some of the more basic ones.  He'd fetched a lot for mama back home.