Neverwinter Forest Water from your broken iris fell toward the floor

Permission was given to skip Kyr!

Just want to talk? Uhh. That shouldn't be what she's here for. She should be here to stay. What the hell was he holding over her? It certainly wasn't gonna make him lower his guard -- if anything, it raised it more. But what she said next wasn't what he was expecting. She didn't trust them? Had she forgotten who she was talking to? Who she was standing next to in comparison? The monster here had stripes, not spots. Mal should have gone and tried to rescue her earlier -- he didn't want to think about what horrors she must have been subject to in order to warp her perspective as it apparently had been.

But that was finally when his gaze finally shifted to Simmik in silence for a moment, a little insulted if anything, You've been with him too long if you're thinking we're the bad guys here. And I say again, I'm not talking for reasons mentioned. His gaze slid back to the one in question, He leaves, all of us can stop worrying he's gonna hurt someone here and then we can. Did she expect Mal to now just totally accept Donovan's presence just like that? Because that was not gonna happen. He'd done too many bad things and Mal was really not at the mood to have that sneering maniac judging them either.