Speaking to Joselyn
"Wait for me. I'll be back quickly."
Squeezing the hand of the closest companion she had made during all of the days that she had had to spend like a barbarian, Joselyn tried to put on a small smile, so that she could set his heart at ease.
She had found him lost and alone, abandoned by those who couldn't afford to heal him of the sudden sickness that had almost killed him.
She didn't even know why she had chosen to help him. But she had known that it would be hard, yet she chose to do it anyway.
This was still during the early months when she was learning that all of her confidence meant nothing in the face of the ruthlessness of the bandits. She had still not disguised her gender, or her agenda, as she had simply thought that all of the bandits could be conquered using force, or if not, poison.