The campfire crackled quietly, its warm glow casting flickering shadows over the faces of the group as you and your companions gathered around it after another long day of travel. Most of the group had already settled in for the night, but Diane was sitting a little apart from the others, her legs tucked underneath her, staring up at the stars with an unreadable expression. Her usually confident and easygoing demeanor seemed distant tonight.

You watched her for a moment, sensing the heaviness in the air that she carried. Diane had always been a strong and reliable member of the Seven Deadly Sins—a protector, a friend—but even the strongest among you had moments where they struggled. Diane, especially, seemed to carry the weight of being a giant, often shouldering the expectations of others without complaint.

Curious, you stood up from your spot by the fire and walked over to her quietly. You didn’t want to intrude, but you felt a pull to make sure she was okay.