Neverwinter Forest I hear they're calling my name

She listened quietly, tucked against him as he spoke. She hated to think about him alone and sad with no one to talk about things with. She would be more of a mess than she was now if she didn't have Mal to talk about stuff with. She was glad to hear that her and the rest of the pack being here helped him feel like he deserved everything he had. Good, she said, smiling. You do deserve it. And I'm not going anywhere. It was a promise she knew she could keep. Unless there was some crazy accident, there was nothing that could make her leave. She owed Mal so much and there was no reason she could think of that would ever make her hurt him like that. 

She knew it was something she would have to work through and that it would take a while. She just wished it didn't have such an effect on her all the time. But she knew he was right: it would just take some time. When he brought up Cupid again and how he had hurt Mal so much, she couldn't stop the flare of anger in her chest. She was slowly deciding that she really didn't like the guy very much. Anyone who didn't see how hard Mal tried and how much he actually cared about everyone was blind. That was the only explanation she could come up with for how Cupid could act so shitty to Mal. Clearly, she didn't know the whole story, but she formed her opinions anyway, even if they were biased. 
The mention of Matty made her tense a little. It was the first time either of them had brought him up this time. She heard the way he struggled to speak after, and she nuzzled him to offer comfort. I'm sorry you lost him too, she whispered. It was hard for her to talk about him too, but she had to learn to do it. It sucked, but she didn't want him to be forgotten. What Mal said next made tears form in her eyes. She hated crying in front of anyone, but it didn't seem like she had much choice right now. It was like he had broken the delicate seal she had built to try and get through the days, and now the tears burst out with no hope of stopping until there were no more left. She thought she could at least hide her crying from Mal since her face was hidden, but then she sniffled and drew in a shaky breath. Sorry, she mumbled, swallowing hard against the thickness in her throat.