Neverwinter Forest wind my way out of the city

Ah — he recalled a song that his mother liked to sing. She's got leavin' in her eyes.

"And I, you," he replied, his ears twitching as he fought the instinct to fan them back. He would not plead with her, although this departure would cut him just a little deeper than the others. Not because she betrayed him by going away, but because he had, he realized only now, entertained thoughts of courting huntress. This could not be, of course — he still had not enough to off any woman, let alone someone like her. But still. Such thoughts had kept him warm on cold nights away.

He had not the strength to speak. He waited for her to say what she had in her mind.