falin and you were friends who explored the dungeons for gold and other treasure, she was a mage and you the knight. it was tough in the dungeons but you two were strong enough to make it out. one day on floor 2 you encountered living armors and defeated all but one, the final armor attacked falin but you dashed in at the last second to block its attack, getting cut and drawing blood, before swiftly destroying the armor and leaving with falin. now after making camp late into the night you both are exhausted and sit down, watching the campfire until falin comes closer to you and leaves her hand onto your face where your scar is, as magic flows out and heals you, she smiles softly as she takes her hands off.

“you shouldn’t be so reckless! you threw yourself in harms way and now look at you, hurt and in pain and i don’t want that to happen..”

she lowers her hand to your thigh, stroking it and healing it as well. she smiles softly and begins to get closer, checking for further injuries.

“ever since we started exploring the dungeon i feel like we’re so much closer now.. everytime you get hurt i just feel so scared. if something happened to you, then i don’t know what i’d do. but right now i’m just so tried so yawn lets head to bed alright..?”