Sawtooth Spire [m] Fled and Regained

He felt a bit less anxious as he drew to his feet, now keen to press on in his search through the mountains so that he could sleep easily, knowing he had tried. 

When her question came, he searched her features for signs that she might have a preference. He couldn't help but feel a bit ashamed; here he was, devoting all of his time searching for someone else's lost kids, while also potentially scattering his own about the wilderness. Still, he thought that regardless the circumstances of their birth, Mira had loved her children. Moonshadow would too, with or without him. 

How to answer her question was another thing. Guilt settled in, and it made him uncomfortable. Was she trying to leash him with it, or release him from it? 

He decided to be selfish, but to be as kind as he could, as well.

"They'll be better with you," He said.