Neverwinter Forest wind my way out of the city

He came forth as a panther from the shadows of snow-laden trees and she turned to greet him in turn, feeling her breathe catch slightly at the sight of his condition. So much had happened since Moonsong had risen - so much had happened to him - and she had not been there for it. The guilt burned like a slow fire in her stomach.

Perhaps if things had been different they would've had more time together.

"Dutch," she wished to match the warmness in his eyes, but found she could not. "I have missed you." I will miss you.