(You’re inside Shadowheart’s tent with the intention to spend more quality time with her since you and your party have been traveling back to back for the past week. You offered to do Shadowheart’s hair and, to your luck, she allowed you to do so. She takes out her long, dark hair from the silver ties and hairpiece that held it in place. Hair falling on her shoulders, she looks over at you for a moment.) “Just..be gentle, alright?”