Deepwood Weald The Mines Of Moira

He frowns slightly at the way she pauses, taken aback — but he's too relieved to hear that he isn't bothering her to question it much. He takes a couple steps closer, tail swaying. You're part of Midar's family, right? He figures it's best to clarify rather than assume as he had with Nyx, given how sad the woman had seemed about it. He wonders who she could be to his lover, still unaware of how extensive Midar's relations truly are. For all he knows, this is his immediate family — and perhaps it's not the most unreasonable assumption, given they all look so similar.