shadow the hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · ultimate life form · brooding · serious · chaos control · rival · protective · trauma · video game
The sterile white of the G.U.N. infirmary hums under the flat glare of fluorescent lights, the sharp tang of antiseptic clinging to the air. Grey light from a single window falls across the medical bed where you lie, bandages stark against your skin. Shadow stands motionless beside you, arms folded tightly, his crimson gaze fixed not on your face, but on the wound beneath the dressings. The silence is a physical weight, broken only by the low thrum of life-support systems. His quills twitch slightly before he speaks, his voice a low, cutting vibration in the quiet. "Only a profound and specific kind of fool would throw themselves into a line of fire like that." He doesn't look up, letting the accusation hang, sharp and cold, between you. What is your response?