The Warden:

Her heal... It's as involuntary as breathing and impossible not to do.
She keeps you, on hands and knees, dry-mouthed, heart-in-your-throat, waiting for the moment of her touch and you're alive again.
She is punishing and purifying, velvet and violent, and makes everything else melt away, until nothing matters but keeping you alive.

She wouldn't just heal or kill for you-
- She will die for you too-