Neverwinter Forest [m] My baby don't cry

That is what I said, is it not? Her voice was somewhat muffled, a brow raising. But Solharr did not remain on the topic for long, and so she would not continue to speak of it.

She watched as he spoke of spirits, eyes firmly locked on him. It was not something she understood, but she supposed it to be a good sentiment. He was an odd man, one who spoke as though he was wise beyond his years. Eydis was not yet sure what to make of it.

It bothered her that she felt spoken down to, and yet she did not know that to truly be his intention. He spoke with warmth and did not push her to express what she did not wish to share, and yet he could simply be oblivious.

The conclusion drawn was simply that Solharr was a leader. Eydis was his subordinate. They were not equals, and she did not expect to be treated as such. He was doing his job, and so she would do hers.