Moonspear by night was a pale green

Content is he as he listens; she drew her first breath here, and so did her daughter. How nice it must be to have such a small, closely-knit family? The Frostfurs were dear to him, yes; but they were a vast and messy and proud bunch, all sprawled in a great diaspora — some here in these wilds, some not. In the grand scheme of things, Slaney was insignificant; one child of many.
Maggak seems a lucky girl.
The talk of Tullik is drowned by his own thoughts, crashing against him in a bitter wave. Maybe I'll pay her a visit, he remarks absently. thank you, by the way, for the tour. And for, um, taking me in. I'm sorry I don't have much to offer you right now in return.