Neverwinter Forest ah, shit— you left the door unlocked!

malachi singing-st. clair. most of it meant nothing, until the very end. it was a confirmation of valencia's suspicion, something which held more weight than he could have anticipated. mathieu didn't say anything for a long while, instead allowing that imposing silence to brew.

he knew that someone would have to speak. did you know her? matty asked. mal had mentioned that she'd been in and out of his life, but that was more than he'd ever gotten for himself. she didn't stick around for us. it was a sore topic, that of his abandonment, but he figured that mal ought to know.

it doesn't have to be weird or anything. mathieu's pitch lifted an octave as the nerves returned. i'm not gonna bug you about it, but — but what? — it's nice to know that i'm not entirely alone.