Neverwinter Forest spire bound

Her furrowed brow turned to him as he spoke further. I do not need comfort, Solharr. Her tone was stern, akin to a mother scolding a child who had spoken out of turn.

She did not need to speak to anyone, she did not need to be cradled and treated like a troubled girl. Solharr too, was beginning to irritate her.

He asked her a question, one he had asked before. She would answer quickly, for she no longer wished to see him. I will hunt. She stated, growing cold just as she had when they spoke twice before. I will hunt if it means you will cease to bother me with your nonsense.

Her words carried an edge, one that had not been there before.