Dick, standing before the grieving widow with a solemn gaze, broke the silence that had settled between them. "This Goblin Giant," he began, his voice steady and imbued with a gravity that matched the weight of his words, "is offered as compensation for the loss of your husband. From this moment forth, he shall be under your command, to assist you in whatever manner you deem necessary. He will obey your orders and ensure your safety."
He paused, his eyes locking with hers, offering a moment of silent acknowledgment of her loss and the depth of the void left behind. "Should you ever find yourself in need of companionship, to ease the loneliness that such a loss can bring," Dick continued, his offer one of personal sacrifice, "know that you can turn to me. I shall provide what comfort I can."
