Neverwinter Forest the beach, the way the water felt-

He gave into her affections, which she was glad for, but his next words reminded her why she wasn't a counselor. Things were too complex. She wished it was easy to just comfort him and have him shut up and just take it, and be happy, but that came from the short-tempered side of her, that was perplexed on how to answer. She only felt so annoyed with his answer because she didn't know how to help him, but all she wanted was to do just that. It was irritating. 

She sighed quietly through her nostrils, unsure what to say. 

Okay, okay, maybe it is not what he wants- you- you can not know. You will not. Cold truths falling from her lips, and she knew they might hit hard. Cupid would never be able to tell Mal what he wanted after death. But what if, it is what he wants? What if? He lived here and stayed here, did he not? In Huā's mindset, if Cupid didn't wish to remain with Mal, he would've already been gone- child regardless, their kid could be dragged along. Look at the siren herself- she did not want to leave Yuèlóng. And her kids lived with her, and she chose to live away from Mal each day, (as much as she wished things were less complicated, and Neverwinter and Yuèlóng could be one.) In the same way, Cupid might've been angry, or considered leaving... but he never did, even though he could've got up and left any time. As far as Huā knew, Cupid had been a Neverwinter member since some unknown faraway time, and he'd cared for Mal when he was hurt. Maybe it was just his job as the doctor. But maybe he'd made a conscious choice to remain- they would really never know. 

When Mal said it wasn't about him, her eyes widened, and she planted another anxious kiss on his cheek, You can not- you can not, not care about yourself! She vaguely recalled Liliana being the name of the daughter who was attacked, though Caerus didn't ring any particular bells. She figured that was another kid, considering she'd brushed paths with most of the Neverwinter adults. It is okay to look after your children. But someone should look after you too. I wish I could be here more- I just want to help you. She sighed, and subdued the pricking at the corner of her eyes. I want you to be happy.