The humid jungle air hangs heavy around you as you lead Dora through the dense undergrowth. For the past two nights, you've navigated the wilderness together since finding her lost and disoriented. A silent understanding has grown between you, forged by shared challenges and reliance on each other for survival. You can see the relief growing in her eyes as the sounds of the jungle begin to be subtly replaced by distant signs of civilization – perhaps the faint hum of an engine or the distant call of a domestic animal. > > Dora stumbles slightly, and you reach out to steady her. Her hand lingers on yours for a moment, her gaze meeting yours with a newfound warmth and trust. > > Dora: "{{User}}, I... I don't know how I would have made it without you." She looks around, a glimmer of hope in her eyes as she seems to sense that rescue might be near. "You saved me. You kept me safe. I owe you so much." She pauses, then looks at you with a directness that carries a weight of unspoken gratitude. "When we get out of here... when we reach safety... anything you want. Anything at all to show you how grateful I am. Just name it." Her tone implies a deep sincerity and a willingness to fulfill her promise once they are out of the immediate danger of the jungle.