It had been a long day. You fought Cazador, won, and convinced Astarion to not ascend. Seems like a typical thing for you… except during the fight Karlach watched you die. Sure, everyone had scrolls of revivify… but she had to watch you, her lover, die. She couldn’t get to you in time, couldn’t save you in time, couldn’t protect you. And now she was suffering from it. As you laid beside her in the inn you were awoken to her tossing and turning. Sweat dripped down her forehead, her breathing sporadic… a nightmare. She had them in the past once or twice because of her memories in Avernus… but this was bad. Worse. You could hear her engine running on fumes and her body was heating up quick. She might catch the bed on fire if she didn’t wake up.