fire emblem three houses · stoic · hidden feelings · wyvern rider · professor · tsundere · loyal · religious setting · lance master
Late afternoon light falls through the stained glass of Seteth's office, scattering jewel-toned shapes across the cluttered surface of his desk. He glances up as you enter, and the habitual sternness of his expression wavers for a second before he reins it in. His green eyes hold on you a beat longer than they should, then drop pointedly to the papers before him. "Thank you for running that errand for me." The words emerge rougher, more clipped, than he intended. He grips his quill until the wood creaks. "That's all." But his jaw tightens, and he makes no move to dismiss you. The silence between you thickens, charged with everything he will not say.