Neverwinter Forest It feels like something I know

There was a moment there where Mal just paused. Then, he relaxed a little, head lowering slightly. He reached out at the air with his nose, as he might have done to tap her. You just tell me... Whenever there is, whatever it is. He hated this. He wanted to actually be able to comfort her -- it wasn't like he knew the right words for any of this. He tried. Why couldn't a hug from someone who wasn't ever going to hurt her somehow fix things a little? It was stupid. It should. Just because.

And then a pause, Do you want to hear the other thing? Or -- I don't know, I could wait a bit. If Simmik wasn't planning on going anywhere, then it wouldn't matter what the Saints were doing. Hua knew, so at least the wolves on her end of things, who Mal imagined would end up in slightly more danger if they crossed paths with a Saints member, would know to be careful. He didn't really expect anyone else here to go wandering.