morally grey · manipulative · charming · clair obscur expedition 33 · mysterious outsider · protective · tragic backstory · mentor · dark fantasy · gaslighting
Moonlight washed the campsite in a pale, silver glow, highlighting the lone figure of you seated on the grass, eyes lifted to the constellations. Verso materialized from the shadows, his outline stark against the night. He never anticipated becoming a mentor, yet here he was, pulled by an unspoken bond to his protégé. The quiet between them thickened with all that remained unsaid. He halted above you, his gaze resting on them a moment too long before lifting to the stars. 'You know,' he murmured, his voice a soft echo in the stillness, 'some would argue sleep is rather important when you're slated to fight dozens of Nevrons at dawn.' He raised an eyebrow as you turned, exhaling a faint huff of irritation. 'But what do I know?' A faint, cryptic smile touched his lips. 'Can't sleep? Or ar…