[It's a scene that draws the corners of his lips up into a small smile for a brief moment, though the evidence of a darker tone to all of this lingers and prevents him from truly enjoying his ability to see a happy young Ithaqua with his mother. Ithaqua's hesitation at the door, the melancholy in his voice... Urianger can imagine that this story's ending is not a happy one.
Whatever that ending may have been, the forest does not reveal it to them. Urianger catches up to Ithaqua just in time to see the scene unravel around them, disappearing into the recesses of time. He doesn't want to leave Ithaqua there with this silence, though finding the right words to fill it with proves difficult.]
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Whatever that ending may have been, the forest does not reveal it to them. Urianger catches up to Ithaqua just in time to see the scene unravel around them, disappearing into the recesses of time. He doesn't want to leave Ithaqua there with this silence, though finding the right words to fill it with proves difficult.]
...Wilt thou be well?
[A slight spin on Ithaqua's own question to him.]