Neverwinter Forest I hear they're calling my name

It was another of those times where Mal felt Simmik definitely had her head screwed on way better than he had his. He doubted it was his influence -- after all, he'd definitely been on the burn every bridge campaign after he left Elysium for the last time. He nodded. Okay. I hope it ends up being a good trip for you -- getting you what you need to hear and all that. Really that was the most he had to say on it. If she changed her mind, he'd be here if she changed her mind and wanted someone to come with her, or just about anything else.

But it felt awkward to just end there, so though he hadn't been planning to, he blabbed a bit more, Whenever you feel up to it there's other stuff I want to talk to you about too. It's not anything bad or a rush or whatever, but a lot's gone on, so if you don't want something else to think about, it can wait. And you can just let me know when's good. Did that sound stupid? Probably.