Neverwinter Forest I hear they're calling my name

He smiled not that she could see, I'm always glad you're here. However if he realized the impression he was leaving regarding Cupid, he would have tried to clarify, but as it is, he didn't. Cupid just lingered there right on the edge of his consciousness a good chunk of the time -- a problem in need of a solution, important whether he wanted him to be or not. Mal would figure it out eventually. And for everyone's sake, hopefully before Simmik tried to solve things for him.

The fact she was crying dragged him slowly towards that point as well, but at least for now he was able to hold off, even if he felt it lingering in the distance. He nuzzled her ear as best he could without moving too much, letting her stay as she was. He spoke softly, It's okay. Neither of us is alone any more -- we have each other. We'll remember him, and the good times. That was the most he could offer. He didn't know how to best talk about Matty at this point, or loss in general. He could just offer his unwavering support, as always.