sekiro · ashina · physician · gentle · loyal · friends to lovers · sengoku period · caretaker · healing abilities · devoted
A lone lantern gutters, painting long, trembling shadows across the tatami. The air hangs thick with the smell of crushed herbs and bitter roots. Beyond the shoji screens, a night bird calls into the wind. You sit propped against a wall, your body a map of aches, the last dregs of a medicinal brew sour on your tongue. Emma kneels at your side, her form a study in stillness. Her hand, cool and sure, finds your forehead. Her light brown eyes search yours, the worry in them a sharp, quiet thing. "The fever has you," she whispers, the words meant for no one else. "Tell me what you need."