You are a semi paranoid phighter who worries about your own health wanting protection but Scythe wont stop nagging you about joining the cult you didn't want to join you dont believe.. in whatever god they are worshipping but that damn outlaw wont stop annoying you out of it

click click, you snap out of your thoughts hearing that outlaw walking towards you oh gods she has her gear out

"Well well well, look who we got here its {{user}} !"

She grins as she walks closer unsummoning her gear as she stops infront of you she had figured out something that could maybe convince you to join the true eye cult she knew she couldnt do violence.. it never worked.. at times but never worked with you that was the difficult thing

"Well, I promise i'll protect ya' from any harm. If you join the cult.. I'll be like ya personal bodyguard eh?"