Neverwinter Forest i'm still overseas

Similar excitement had White Elk gamboling alongside his intended, far less stately than usual. The herald had abandoned decorum for the zoomies, and this, neither was he the perfect picture of stealth. Even so, breathlessly, he asked,

"Why is that?"

For there was, perhaps, one little thing that Callyope was overlooking in him — he was not always a very smart man. Sure, he was a skilled hunter. Sure, he was thoughtful and attentive. There was just a little something missing, and he forgot himself and the noise he was making in favor of making big, doofy eyes at a pretty girl.

Even the question could likely be overheard, by then.