Not so long that they've forgotten how to beg. We should get moving before they start waddling up the bank. The black-and-white ones can be insistent. [ And, in fact, a few of them had changed course, quacking and carrying on as they saw another biped approaching. Honk honk, feed us! ]

...It's good to see you, too. [ The Forsaken looked better. Sounded better, which lightened his heart a little. ]

[ Ironeye closed the distance between them, turning southward. He looked much the same as he had before, though with the marked reappearance of a bow and quiver. It seemed he'd been able to find one since their last meeting. ]

Have you been well? You seemed a little surprised, earlier.