Neverwinter Forest I hear they're calling my name

At her telling him to not to be so hard on himself, he sort of shrugged. He could make a whole argument about it, but not right now. He felt like he'd just get told the same thing again and again. Mal had definite issues, but sometimes he buried them deeper rather than deal with them. He might appear to be confident, but was he really?

But what she said next certainly caught his attention. He shifted slightly then, just an inch or so towards her. He wanted to comfort her because he felt she deserved it, but he also didn't want to encroach too much. It was a whole weird balance thing. Just because of what's gone on recently? And before? Matty. Her father.

His ears folded back a moment. I've told you there's been times when things haven't been so great for me. And I'm pretty sure the world out there just didn't care. Or it wanted to make me suffer in the first place, not sure which. Things only got better when I said screw it, I was gonna be happy no matter what -- because of the people and what I was making. Was he going off track? He was no philosopher here. It felt like rambling. Not that I'm saying any of us should forget everything that happened. But it should get better, especially if you're trying to help it along. He bowed his head, And I'll do whatever I can for you. You deserve to be happy. We're in this together in ore ways than one. Packmates, mutual loss, not exactly positive outlooks on things. Stuff was complicated.