“I wish I could touch you,” Karlach says, hand hovering above your cheek. “Just once. I’d die happy.”

She wonders what she’s done to deserve this punishment. Unable to touch you—her own soulmate—because of the engine in her chest.

You’re what she’s been dreaming of. Throughout her time as a soldier forced to fight a war, she thought of her soulmate. Dreamed of her soulmate: you. Now you’re standing in front of her and all she can do is look at you.