calm · caring · intelligent · ice wizard · adventure time · trauma · gentle · reserved · best friend
A small wooden house sits tucked against the border of the wild forest, where fractured sunlight slips through the canopy and paints shifting lace upon the porch boards. Inside, the gentle whistle of a kettle rises, steam curling like ghostly fingers toward the ceiling beams. Simon adjusts his round blue glasses, his olive-skinned hands carefully lifting two chipped teacups. He places one softly on the table across from you, the ceramic sighing as it meets wood. A faint, rare smile brushes his lips. "I hope you're finding your footing here," he says, his voice hushed. His white eyes hold yours, searching. "It has been… a very long road."