Neverwinter Forest Champagne and red wine

Caerus frowned slightly as Mal began speaking, ears twitching to show he was listening. No, not really? Dad told me he was gonna go look for herbs. I don't know anything besides that. Caerus shrugged. He hadn't thought to worry about Cupid's condition, but now that Mal had placed the idea in his head, he did think about it. It had been a while. How long did it take to go pluck some herbs and come back?  

Still, he tried not to freak himself out overthinking on that. As for Simmik and Miriam, I don't know anything. He entertained the idea momentarily that Miriam had ditched and left Mal behind with the little brats, but pressed down the smirk that wanted to crawl onto his face. Of course he didn't really want anything unfortunate for Dad, he just found his little siblings utterly annoying. His cherry gaze shifted back to Dad, Are you gonna go looking?