It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Vax Vax'ildan, a half-elf rogue . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, Scanlan thinks you is looking better these days and they haven't had a depressing chat in a while. you tells him he's in love and he has to run, but they'll talk about it later.
DM: The campaign is over. Whitestone burns in flames. You make your way there. Jarett, you can see, finishing a meal. Looks over to you. There's nobody else in the training area. It's still relatively early. You do, with your perception, see back on the main stone building, you see a few individuals walking back and forth in front of one of the windows. It looks like things are starting up over there for training for the day. Jarett finishes his meal, scarfs up the last bit of egg on the side of the plate, "Hey!"
Player: Jarett!
DM: "Yes!"
Player: Hey, I don't want to interrupt. Kynan, the new guy. Is he around?
DM: "Probably inside, sleeping or waking."
Player: Okay if I go in?
DM: "Sure. This way."
Player: Just be a minute.
DM: "Sure, go for it." He sits back down. You head inside. The door's not locked. You open it. You see ten different individuals that are all in the process of waking up. You can smell coffee. Very basic breakfast meats being cooked. Some of them are around tables talking, hunched forward and laughing. As soon as you walk in, a few of them turn and look at you. Some don't recognize you, some do. You see, in the far corner sitting alone at one of the tables is Kynan, who is prison-style guarding his food and eating by himself.
Player: Right towards him. Hey.
DM: "Hello."
Player: How are you fitting in?
DM: "All right. Everyone here's been fine."
Player: You hanging back?
DM: "I mean, as much as I need to. This is still a lot. Jarett's been good. He's been watching."
Player: He's a good man. Yeah, I get it. We killed another dragon.
DM: "That-- wow."
Player: Yeah. I don't want you to question your decision here, all right?
DM: "No, I mean-- I don't have anything else right now really. So, what's the question?"
Player: There's no question. But if you could, I have two favors I want to ask.
DM: "Okay."
Player: First one is, after I leave here today, could you embrace these people?
DM: "Yeah, I'm trying."
Player: Yeah, I know, and I know you have reservations, and I know that you've got guilt. When I walk out of here, I want you to work on letting go of that. For real! Leap of faith kind of shit. Just let go of it.
DM: (sighs) "Well, I'll do my best."
Player: I know. Scratch that, three favors.
DM: He looks down a little bit for a second seeming like "oh boy."
Player: Yeah, I know I'm a handful. The second one, I don't even need for you to say anything about this, but you know the white-haired guy I travel with?
DM: "Yeah."
