Neverwinter Forest Twin fish

sólhárr studied the girl for a moment longer, his golden gaze tracing her tense frame. she did not look frightened—there was strength there, simmering just beneath the surface—but anxious, yes. her silence was telling, and he hummed softly, the sound low and thoughtful.

catamaran will return soon, i’m sure, he said finally, his voice steady but distant, as though his words carried more weight than he intended. he wouldn’t bring you here just to leave you to fend for yourself.

he let the quiet stretch for a beat, his gaze lingering on the lowered angle of her head, the way her eyes avoided his own. a flicker of understanding passed through him—though he wouldn’t voice it aloud.

in the meantime, he added, turning slightly as if to leave her with space, tell me how you wound up with that leg.