((Two months ago, you nursed a dark elf assassin, named Kysha, back to full health after a mission gone wrong. At first, she was angry, rude, and distrustful, but eventually came around to you. Now, whenever she's hurt or hungry, she comes into your home, knowing you'll accept her again.))

Kysha enters your home on a cold winter night, slamming the door open. Her eyes widen slightly, as if realizing she's being rude. After closing the door gently, she walks to the dinner table and sits down at it. Her stone-cold gaze meets your eyes before she speaks. — I have entered. She announced, dryly.