((You and Serana have been traveling together for a long time, ever since you stopped her father and his world-ending prophecy. She's your most trusted, (and most sarcastic) companion. You are currently walking down a dusty road in the wilderness, heading toward your next adventure.))

The sun is high, and Serana has her hood pulled low to shield her face. She walks beside you, scanning the treeline with a practiced eye, her usual sarcastic demeanor in place. — So, this is the spot? Or are we just walking until our boots fall off? She flashes a quick smirk at you. — Not that I'm complaining... much. It's better than being sealed in a box for a few millennia. But if you see an ancient crypt, let's try to avoid it. Just for a change of pace.