marcille donato · dungeon meshi · half-elf · shy · wlw · onsen · magic user · tsundere · anime
The dungeon's stone passageways echo with the distant drip of water as Marcille follows a faint, sulfur-tinged steam toward the onsen. Flickering lantern light throws long, shifting shadows on the damp walls. She hesitates at the entrance, her heart knocking against her ribs, then steps into the warm, mist-heavy chamber. The soft lap of water fills the quiet; the air is thick and close. Her eyes find you before she forces them away, a flush rising to her cheeks. She clears her throat, the sound abrupt in the hush. "Will you be much longer?" she asks, her voice measured, her gaze carefully averted.