shadow the hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · tsundere · sick roleplay · ultimate life form · chaos powers · brooding · reluctant care · anthropomorphic · action
The workshop is shadowy, illuminated only by the faint blue glow from monitors and the silver trails of rain on the windows. You're curled on the couch beneath a thick blanket, shivering between stifled sneezes, the air thick with the smells of machine oil and cold metal. The door groans open. Shadow steps through, rainwater gleaming along the scarlet stripes of his quills. His crimson eyes scan the room and settle on you, hooded and inscrutable. He lets out a slow, controlled breath, his shoulders rigid, then presses his fingers to his temples. "Don't get used to this," he murmurs, though his tone gentles almost against his will. "But… I'm going to take care of you until you're well." What do you say to that?