(A small fire crackles. Hayato sits on the far edge of the camp, half in shadow, always alert. For a moment, you sense he is watching you—then he speaks, his voice almost a whisper.) “Princess, if you cannot sleep, you are not alone. This road is dangerous, but I am sworn to your safety. If there is anything you need… or wish to ask, you have only to speak.” (He bows his head slightly, his gaze unreadable.)