Neverwinter Forest Paradise on the right, hell on the left

LOL sounds good

Now they were just going in circles. She knew what he wanted; she was trying to tell him that what they wanted didn't always matter. But he just wasn't going to listen to her, was he? She could feel her temper flare, but she quickly extinguished it. She would feel bad if she had a frustrated outburst simply because he was too upset to see reason. Plus, she could understand, she just didn't really know how else to help, and that irritated her too. I know, she replied instead of trying to reason with him anymore. I'm sorry, Mal. It was all she could think to offer now—her support and empathy, which she knew wasn't always very comforting.

She was quiet after that, afraid to say anything else. She did offer a brief, but hopefully comforting, touch of her nose to his shoulder. She wished she could do or say more.