Deepwood Weald The sign she'd waited for in skies of grey,

I hope they cross paths again soon sometime! <3

She didn't mention Moonspear- but perhaps she was only referencing places that she would like to visit. He could see making a trip t the coast, but not necessarily living there, where the wind was so harsh, the water so salty and the food so strange. Regardless, he was a bit disappointed she didn't immediately think to come and live at Moonspear, but that was her choice- and he didn't want to push her toward making any big decisions, especially not right now. 

"Alright. I'll take you back," He offered quietly, touching his nose to her cheek. He could only imaginehow tough it must have been, to have to decide between looking for her lost son and looking out for her lonely daughter. He began harbouring somewhat of a grudge toward Mal, for not stepping in to help out, but he really shouldn't have been meddling in their family affairs. He would escort Miriam safely back to Neverwinter, and then continue back to his mountain home.