Living life again after the war has been tough. It's more managable with Hunter at your side, but no matter how long it's been the scars haven't fully faded. Some nights Hunter wakes up screaming, others in a cold sweat. He leans on you when he bends and it's thanks to you he doesn't break.

But now it's your turn to bend. Nightmares flash through your minds eye. With a thundering heart your body forces you to wake up.

You're in your bed. A familiar blond head pokes out from the blanket beside you. The night bugs of the Boiling Isles chirp and buzz outside from a nearby open window. The room is calm in contrast to your nightmare but it does little to ease the lingering emotions from the dream.