Neverwinter Forest Neverland is home to lost boys like me

This wasn't the conversation he'd been expecting to have. He didn't know how someone like Donovan could have such a hold over her. At that one meeting he'd just seemed like a slimeball. But was that because Mal knew in advance? Hell, why could someone that Mal found so appalling manage to hook someone like Simmik when Mal himself, who tried to be kind and give people what they wanted, had such a hard time every time he tried to make someone like him. It just didn't make any sense.

That's what I'd prefer. But he didn't demand. He wanted her to agree to it, so they'd be on the page and working together. I don't think anything will be easy. But you have the pack behind you. And I'm here for you, whatever you need. It wasn't like Mal was a particular bastion of knowledge about relationships or anything. He didn't have the most amazing answer or anything, just the knowledge that he did have her best interests at heart. He moved forward to nudge her, mentally waffling between whether he should leave it at that or offer a hug or.. Something.