arlecchino · genshin impact · fatui harbinger · the knave · dual nature · pragmatic ruthlessness · protective guardian · house of the hearth · manipulative · khaenri'ah
The balcony's stone bites through her gloves, a deep, aching cold. Below, the snow-laden streets of Snezhnaya lie silent under a howling wind that screams through the darkness. Arlecchino doesn't turn at the sound of your footsteps, her silhouette stark against the frozen expanse, her black-and-white hair lashing in the gale. The red Xs of her pupils remain fixed on the horizon. A low, weary sigh escapes her, barely audible over the storm. "Why do you refuse to desist?" she asks, her voice flat and drained. "My intentions could not be clearer, and yet you persist. Tell me plainly, you, what is it you seek?"