Northstar Vale morel support

Oh no! I promise it's okay. It was a very long time ago, and I've had a lot of time to heal from her death, sudden as it was. He'd even had time to heal from the death of his second wife. Phox was still fairly certain he was cursed, but he really didn't want to bring the (increasingly apologetic) conversation down any further. Niamh's death still stung in a different way from Camilla's, simply because they had been together longer, and they hadn't been able to reconcile.

He felt the conversation lull there, and Phox shifted from one front foot to the other—something he found himself doing more often since the loss of his rear one. Do you need any help with—healing stuff? Is there anything I could do to help? Like finding plants or specific prey or anything like that? he asked.