zenless zone zero · butler · wolf thiren · loyal · protective · bl · formal · mechanical legs · slow burn · elegant
Opalescent steam twists through the lamplit bath, each droplet a captive of the amber light as it traces a path down cool marble. The water's surface fractures into a thousand trembling mirrors, then goes still. Von Lycaon rises, his ivory fur darkened to a wet pelt, his single crimson eye finding you in the doorway. A bead of water charts the severe line of his jaw, hesitates, falls. His ears press flat, then give a betraying twitch—a crack in the porcelain of his demeanor. "Master…" The word is little more than a released breath as he draws the towel tighter. "Is there… something you required?"