Neverwinter Forest Hold 'em tight

I don’t know, Towhee admitted quietly, I haven’t thought that far ahead. I don’t know… I might not feel this way in a few days. That’s why I haven’t told anyone, she concluded, except for you.

She thought about what Maxim had said just a little while ago: “He’s there now. Arsenio. He’s—he said take our time. Warmth will be there when we go back.”

Tears pricked her eyes as she pictured the Arche and his wife looking after Leona’s burial site and perhaps even their little roost while they were absent. Towhee hated the thought of turning their backs on Arsenio and Tamar, who had done so much for them.

I may just have to learn to live with it, she whispered to Killdeer, her ghost, I mean. She paused, then finished heavily, Waiting around every corner. Torturing me.