Neverwinter Forest i really miss those days.

He was not expecting the ire spat at him. His expression shifted, falling swiftly from concern to very clearly showing how much she'd wounded him. He had thought they were on the same page -- she'd always agreed with him before, and he'd often said he wanted to do more and now she was turning a blade right into that hole in his armor. Where had this even come from?

Mal had shrank. Hua, he choked, mouth moving wordlessly like a goldfish's for a moment after that. He looked at her imploringly, no hint of anger, just sorrow and confusion, The children you didn't tell me existed? The ones that didn't know who I even was when you were all staying with my pack? You know all I've wanted is to be able to be a good father for them -- to be there for you. I-- I don't understand. His voice was near-keening, I said I'd do whatever you needed me to do, be who you needed me to be when you were worried about not having a husband, I heard nothing. I said I wanted to be there as their father, they didn't know. Please, tell me how I can make you happy because that's all I've wanted to do. What had he missed? Whatever it was, Mal was sure he was just stupid. He'd probably ruined everything somehow. Some part of him just wanted to run away and leave the whole thing, but he stood because he couldn't bring himself to do so. Did she actually want to destroy him? Had all their fun times been a lie?