Ah, another one! I'm so sorry for this.
I thought back on the people I had met so far. Sweet Hazel and her almost need to help me. Milo, a rakish sort who looked at home in the dirty streets of the Night Market. Gabriel, a staunch man who looked at me as if I had broken a rule, but he just hand’t figured out which yet. All of them had offered to help me in various ways. Even Belladonna had. Why were these people going out of their way for me though?