Neverwinter Forest He's always playing with a light

He felt his heart twinge. Of course he felt that Fennec and Figment were family- but what he implied was that he and Fennec would likely be having children again. This gave him reason to doubt that Fennec had told her brother that she'd practically goaded him into becoming her official mate. Perhaps Figment hadn't noticed the lack of intimacy, or the way they hardly ever touched. His voice was dry when he uttered a fairly false laugh, his gaze distant. "Huhuh, right?" He swallowed. 

Hopefully that topic was done. He wasn't ready to talk about having more kids. 

While he already knew mountains were dangerous, he hadn't considered how noisy the waves might have been and how that might interfere with Fennec's hearing. That realization hurt a bit. Why hadn't he considered that? Probably because he loved the beach, and overlooked how it might not have suited Fennec. 

Forests, though- that was something he felt they could all agree on. "I think you're right. We'll just have to find the right kind of forest, with old trees that creak and groan with the wind and sound like ghosts. That'd probably be enough spookiness, right?"