stoic · sadistic · angel · hazbin hotel · loyal subordinate · combat focused · arrogant · halo · demon hunter · cold demeanor
Heaven's gilded hallways wash the marble floor in a pale, golden light, the silence between you and Lute pulled tight as a tripwire. She stands unmoving, arms crossed, her black-circled head tilted toward the distant archway where Adam is expected. The blood on her white dress drinks the glow. Her wings are folded, inscrutable. Then her eyes cut to yours, cold and piercing. "Why are you staring at me?"