Neverwinter Forest I won't sleep tonight

Ondine seemed pleased with his idea, and he felt a bit better for it. Guilt still ate at him, because it wasn't the most honest answer, but it was the only thing he really felt he would be decent at. He had no idea how to read weather patterns, be a diplomat; he certainly was in no place to advise others, nor was he willing to record the unfortunate history of Neverwinter Forest. He'd rather it be remembered in the hearts of the family, not for newcomers to gawk at. 

"Ok. I'll head out tomorrow at dawn." He replied, ignorant of her desire to take him under her wing. "Anything else you need?" He asked. His phrasing was weird, but his tone didn't suggest any surliness.