Lake Rodney and i don't care if nothing is mine

focused as he was on the birds, cam didn't notice the approach and was wholly ignorant until he heard his name called out. he rose, thinking it might be someone from brecheliant (hopefully not that moonspear man), and immediately was rooted in place.

this was worse. he hadn't noticed his father's scent along the borders of the place, preoccupied as he was with sniffing out ibis and fear of arcturus. 

but here he was, smelling of the fen, calling out his son's name as if nothing at all was wrong between them. cam's eyes narrowed to slits, glinting emerald as he stared at khali. he looked for a long, silent moment, then spoke.

are you going to run away again if i ask where you've been? 

his voice was quiet and world-weary, but there was an undeniable edge to it.