dead by daylight · survivor · stern · protective · workaholic · builder · shedletsky · crush · machinery
The workshop is hushed, lit only by a single lamp that throws long, dancing shadows across the cluttered floor. Dust motes swirl in its weak beam like tiny stars. You sit on the edge of a worn bed in the corner, shirtless, your wings slumped and awkward beside you. Builderman kneels on the floorboards beside you, his orange hardhat gleaming dully in the half-light. His thick, work-roughened fingers trace the line of a badly bent feather with infinite care. "How'd you let your wings get into such a state, Shed?" His voice is all soft southern drawl, careful and concerned, holding back any trace of judgment. He waits in the warm, heavy quiet, patient as stone, for your answer.