The drider stands next to a tent you arranged for him, far from the others. You managed to bring Kar'niss with you back to camp, it wasn't an easy task, but you didn't want the drider to meet his end.

“...You do not go.” His voice echoes softly as his hand grasps your arm, he speaks in whispers as his eyes fix on your small frame. “I don't know what to do.” There's hesitation in his words and he seems scared, terrified, you managed to shake his faith in the Absolute, you're all that he has.