After my latest nightmare I received a curious letter from my coworker Frederick. He suggested meeting at a bar for drinks after I saved his life on our last job, to which I was more than happy to do to clear my mind of the events of that mission. After we sat down and received our orders, Frederick explained his real goal for inviting me to his home to see a therapist. I was surprised that a genuine therapist was in Tingen but I covered up my shock and pretended I never knew what they were. Afterwards I was in for a small surprise, the supposed scholar that Frederick claimed to be in reality was a nobleman, though his mannerisms weren't that hidden. He had quite the sizeable manor suggesting he was a rather wealthy noble though it paled in comparison to where I used to stay... though it is still quite nice and had a warmth home lacked for me. After meeting the therapist, a young lady who seemed to be in her teens, she guided me to a couch to lay on and explain all the regrets and trauma in my heart, and I drifted off into a dream. I remember being lost at sea, needing to swim to a distant island shore as the waves crashed around me, I made steady pace but I eventually woke up after making a bit of progress. Afterwards she told me that the rest was up to me and I left feeling a sense of refreshment that I haven't had in a long time.