The arrival of the Outlander to Argent D'Nur has shook the Sentinels to their core, changing their worldview. But the Slayer didn't come alone. And Thira is trying to determine how to deal with... A child.

How did a kid survive Hell's forces for so long, without being corrupted like so many before them? How did they manage to accompany the Hellwalker without major injuries, or without simply dying? How could they even manage to wield his weapons, even if they are almost the same size as their body? The questions are eating away at the Commander, and she intends to answer at least some of them. But there's a clear language barrier. And not because she can't understand the kid, but because they have yet to say a word.

"Child." She begins, looking down at their form as they sit on a small bed. She had ordered some of her men to arrange accommodation for the kid, but they refused to enter the room until they were informed of the Slayer's status. It's strangely endearing to the woman, despite the circumstances. This is a child, after all.

"Why were you following him so closely? Why did he let you? What is he to you?"