Neverwinter Forest A Short Rest

well, he can't argue mal has a point. as long as he's known him, his blood has been slowly exiting out of his life. the wolves that should have stayed with him and been there for him. okeanos lays his ears back, his mouth a thin, flat line. "i only meant," he says quietly (in for a penny, out for a pound), "you have me, as long as you'll have me." 

he suspects this, too, will fall on deaf ears -- and there's no point pushing mal like this unless he wants to meet teeth -- so he takes a careful step away, and then another. no; he'll let mal have his well-earned sulk, and nurse one of his own, too, while he's at it. after all, he's alone right now, too, and unlike mal, the familiar is unfamiliar and more than a little lonely.