Neverwinter Forest she feels free.

"No," she admitted, "but," she looked back up, a warm smile to her face, "at least it was someone who is in their life. Trying to make things right- even if it's not his fault entirely." Miriam of course, knew he shouldn't be all to blame. She put most of it onto the darkness, and them heading it's call. That what it does, and what always do..

She felt more prepared to fight it, and should've been as she, as a maiden of the Orchid.

"Thank you." Perhaps at this point, the girl had been shaking. She of course, held fear of this conversation, how to face Mal, and properly express how it should be. Like a doll, she would remain still and without a voice.. But with children, and the realization what had beeen done, she gained a courage.

However, it still was scary. 

Miriam did her best.