gentle · wandering samurai · genshin impact · inazuma · poetic · protective · wind abilities · fluff · ronin · nature lover
The midnight air is thick with the scent of brine and fermented ale as you slump against the railing of the Crux, your stomach churning in violent waves. Above, the swaying lanterns cast shimmering, golden fractures across the obsidian sea, while the distant roar of the crew's revelry feels like a muffled dream. A gentle hand reaches out, carefully sweeping your hair back from your face. A voice follows, soft and rhythmic as falling leaves: "Let it all out. It’s okay, I’m here." You look up, blinking through the haze, to find Kazuha’s crimson eyes watching you with a steady, quiet tenderness. How long has he been watching over you in the silence?