Sunbeam Lair vicariously I live while the whole world dies

He snorted—rueful, perhaps, but more in the drawing of a sardonic humor where there was very little light in the moment. In doing so, he drew her closer, hoping she didn’t take it the wrong way. As Arric would probably say… It’s all fucking bullshit.

He didn’t know what her parents had done to her—didn’t pry. Even with a twist of his thoughts, withholding from pointing out that he wasn’t much of a father if one of his daughters lived with slave keepers, the other had joined a bear cult and his current trio barely even saw him, and thus, preferred the company of Arric. 

She didn’t need his bullshit, either. 

I know we don’t know each other very well, but you don’t seem the type to just abandon those you care about, he reminded her, given she was here with him now, on a trip she held no true stake in except to prove herself.