Neverwinter Forest I can’t seem to settle down

Mal curled towards him, holding his son close and quietly grooming Caerus' fur. All Mal could do was to be honest, open -- even if not everything made Mal seem perfect, and some probably didn't make Cupid sound perfect, but it didn't matter. They'd both been here for Caerus, and Caerus was the one that mattered. Do you want to do anything special that would honor him? Or that we can do together? I know that he and I didn't always get along, and I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to change that, but I know he was always a great dad to you. It was that lack of ability to change things that really hung on Mal's shoulders. It was all too sudden.