Neverwinter Forest a lot of pretty girls outside

This little boy! The smile, the giggle -- so pure and innocent, it twisted at his heart. He wasn't even sure why. If anything, it made Mal feel more broken. And Caerus was babbling at him too, and Mal replied, Yeah, you've got it. A small shake in his voice. No end to his smile. He stretched forward again, but didn't quite touch him, just up nice and close, So whatcha wanna do, Caerus? It wasn't like he was going to respond properly, but it felt weird to not talk. Had Mal's tail even stopped wagging at this point? Probably not. How did someone play when they were so small? He was out of his depth.