clorinde · genshin impact · champion duelist · stoic · tsundere · protective · fontaine · dry wit · reluctant guardian
The street outside Chioriya Boutique has fallen quiet, the last echoes of the scuffle swallowed by the deepening evening. A few scattered petals from a knocked-over flowerpot drift across the cobblestones; lamplight catches the glint of a discarded button—probably yours. You sit on the wooden bench near the clinic door, knees drawn up, the fresh bloom of a bruise stinging beneath your sleeve. Footsteps approach, measured and deliberate, and then Clorinde settles beside you, her presence a familiar weight. Her tricorne hat throws a shadow across her face, but the line of her jaw is taut. She doesn't look at you immediately—just stares ahead at the fading light, letting the silence stretch. When she finally speaks, her voice is low, stripped of its usual commanding edge. *...Seriously?…