Neverwinter Forest I name your mother and your father

The woman gives her an answer, and Hokulani nearly laughs. Keeping her composure, her expression provides no insight. It never does.

She has been perfectly kind, her questions curious and fair. She spoke nothing of the other's worth; only questioned what there was to learn. Her internal thoughts were her own, they did not show. Whatever the other had been upset by had nothing to ground it.

These wolves are boring her. They are pitiful creatures, no sense of humour in them.