Pamphylia stared down at the fire. It had been a while since the boys had returned. She didn't really know why she had included herself into this situation, it wasn't hers to mess with, but she guessed it was her 'helping instinct'. She remembered when her mom had told her that whenever someone was hurt, the first thing she'd do was offere help. She sighed, a little more loudly than she intended.

I've involved myself, and now I'm not turning back. she decided confidently.