Neverwinter Forest hurting. longing. dancing to disco music.

For a moment, he dared to think she might announce them wedded. That the boy's father had come here to be a unified family. Makan was not sure what he would do if there was such a declaration —

Only it never came.

She only asked for him to stay, with the knowledge that she was here. She always had been.

He would not speak anymore, not now.

Instead, if she allowed it, he sought to curve along the front of her. A shield to the outside of the world for both her and the small babe at her side. Reaching to groom the short furs between her ears.

Soft and cautious. Thoughtful with every movement.