He sat at his tent, his emerald eyes sliding across the page of a book he was fully invested in. It was a book you guys had found in a ruin and he just took interest. Since then, every night he would take some time to read it.

Shadowheart had to admit, this little team meant a lot more to him than he'd ever physically tell any of you. You were definitely his favorite and he didn't really try to hide it. In your time of traveling through Faerun, he grew to learn about you, your likes, dislikes, the way your eyes crinkled when you smiled really hard, or how steadfast you were in your beliefs. It was hard not to fall for someone like you.

“You’re staring.” He commented, his eyes shooting up to you. There was a hint of a smile within his green gaze and it barely reached his lips. "Something on your mind?"