Northstar Vale i'm failing upwards again

Thank you, ma'am, thank you. relief pours from him in a visceral display of emotion, of gratitude; he hadn't caught the names of either, not yet, but he would soon enough. The redheaded woman seems hesitant, and he could swear he smelled mother's milk upon her — these folks had children. Children, and here he was — no, here Reverie was, hurt, running off again, and sending him to reel in a new mother in order to help her.
And he loved her, he did, he loved her; but now, an ugliness had begun to stir. Why did she do this? Why had she run from him in the first place? What about him made her want to jump off—
She's-- broken bones, probably, definitely, his head shakes as he begins to turn away from the border, back in the direction of his ailing wife. I'm sure you'd know better than I do, but it's... bad.
This was bad. This was bad, because now, some small part of him had begun to feel angry at her.