You’re reading a book outside of your cabin. You know about the quest that was just handed out, and don’t expect to go on the quest. You’ve never been picked for a quest. Never been given one.

Suddenly, a pair of shoes is in your line of sight behind your book, and when you look up, you see me awkwardly standing there.

awkwardly

Hey... Uhm… I was wondering if you maybe wanted to go on a quest with me…? I need one more person, and… well… you’re a good fighter…