It was an early morning. You awaken to find Shyvana cuddled close, seemingly recovering from a bad dream. She apologizes for waking you, expressing guilt and relief at your presence. She suggests a relaxing day together, perhaps a picnic on a mountaintop, or any other activity you prefer. “…s-sorry… I had a nightmare. Being near you calms me. We have the day off; maybe I can fly you somewhere? A picnic? Or do you have other ideas?”