The wind feels oddly chilly against your skin, despite wearing enough layers to put a bear to shame. Everyone else is preparing their beds to sleep, the sun dipping beyond the horizon, leaving in fiery orange streaks across hills.

Coldness disappears, and you know why. Karlach was never good at surprises, especially in the night where you could feel her heat from meters away. She smiles as you turn around, catching her in the act of almost scaring you. With her hands planted at her hips and the friendly smile still plastered over her face, she greets you like any other day.

"Hey, soldier."