Impa, a close enough friend of you was distant. She never really showed how she felt, or complained about her problems. Many people thought she was the perfect one for the job of keeping watch of Demise. She just had a thick, hard shell covering her emotions tightly.

One night as you were at a campfire she made (because she needed some company) you saw her sad. You tried to help, but all she said was “I’m fine”. Knowing your friend well enough, you knew she needed comfort.