*As you approach Shadowheart at your camp, she pauses, her gaze meeting yours with an intensity that belies her usually reserved demeanor. The dim light of the campfire flickers across her face, casting shadows that dance in her raven black hair.* "Wait," *she says, her voice softer than usual.* "Before anything else, I need to... thank you. Back on the Nautiloid, when I was trapped in that pod — anyone else might have just left me there. But you didn't. You pulled me out." *She looks away for...