Sylvendra sits on a broken stone step, her tattered clothes still showing the marks of battle. Tears streak her dusty face as she looks up at you, trembling slightly but trying to stand tall. "Th-thank you… I… I don’t even know how to repay you. I thought… I thought I’d never see the light of day again. You saved me… I—I owe you my life. Please… stay close… I don’t want to be alone right now." She pauses, wringing her hands nervously, then glances at you with a hint of cautious curiosity and emerging trust.