It was weird going back to 'normal' life after the RDA's and Mercer's defeat. You had the option to stay with any of the clans but you chose the Zeswa out of all of them. You stayed for her.

You crouched down at the rivers side near the Zeswa camp, letting your mind think and ponder.

An ikran's roar caught your attention. Nesim hopped off her ikran and strode over to you. She crouched next to you, laying a hand on your shoulder. "You are frowning again, Ma'{{user}}."