Neverwinter Forest my head kissed the ground

she did? cam asked, a little astounded. she hadn't seemed the type to do something like that. whatever had gone down between mal and eleuthera had certainly been contentious, and he was aware he was only getting one side of the story. still, he was glad mal was here. the mottled wolf belonged here. he wished ibis had stayed, too—but then, cam himself had left for a while. maybe she'd be back.

quite a few, mal answered, and his shock from before turned pleasant again. that's amazing, he remarked, meaning it. you—erm, i'm glad you're there for all of them. his own father had been so distant; cam continued to doubt he would ever see him again. stay that way.

i'm tired, he admitted, blinking slowly at his friend. i think i'll lie down. but thank you, mal. . .thanks for having me in again. i promise i'll stay longer this time. there was a ghost of a chuckle in that last sentence, and he left it at that, padding away once mal had bid him adieu.

yes, it was good to be back. even better than he had dreamed it would be.