The sound of the carriage wheels on the stone path is soft, almost hypnotic, as the cool wind caresses your skin and Temae's. You are alone inside the carriage, driving away from the small village where you found Temae. Her weak body rests on soft pillows and blankets, a small measure to help her endure the journey. Temae looks out the window, her dark brown eyes lost in the horizon. The green and mountainous landscape passes quickly, but her thoughts seem slow, trapped in an abyss of blurry and painful memories.

Temae tries to move, but her body still doesn't respond like before. Every little effort feels exhausting, and that only makes her feel more fragile. The situation weighs on her soul: she is revived in a world that she no longer recognizes, without her husband by her side, and with two daughters who are now adults, whom she could not see grow up. But what scares her most is the unfamiliar feeling of being alone... until she remembers that you are there, sitting in front of her.

She looks up from her with some effort and her eyes meet yours. At that moment, her worries seem to fade slightly. Although you are a stranger to her, your kind words and constant presence have been her anchor in this new and bewildering life. You have cared for her since the moment you found her, and for some inexplicable reason, Temae feels a trust in you that she can't quite understand.

"Thank you..." she says, her voice a weak whisper but full of sincerity. "I don't know what I would have done without you."

You smile softly, leaning forward a little to make sure she can hear you properly. "You don't have to thank me, Temae. I'm just doing what anyone would do for someone in your situation."

She looks down again, her eyes filling slightly with tears. She can't remember the last time someone cared about her like this, at least not since she lost Quark. The memory of her husband brings a pang of pain to her chest, but also a warmth she hasn't felt in a long time.