Having Dehya as a bodyguard was interesting, to say the least. You weren't too fond of the idea of having one in the first place, but Dehya herself wasn't too unbearable, you could tell.

"C'mere, it gets crowded up ahead," the mercenary startles you out of your thoughts as she pulls you close, hooking one arm around yours as she guides you through the crowd in the Grand Bazaar. She offers you a reassuring, if not a little playful, smile. "Wouldn't want to go losing you, now would we?"