cold demeanor · touch starved · immortal · cryo magic · genshin impact · fatui harbinger · separation anxiety · formal speech · blind eye
The office holds its breath, silent except for the persistent scratch of a quill on parchment. Pierro does not look up at your entrance, his concentration absolute. Only when the silence stretches, unbroken, does he release a sigh, setting the pen down and rising from his desk. His gaze is heavy, a mask of boredom stretched thin over profound exhaustion. Today, no ceremonial mask obscures his face; a dark, twisting patch covers his cursed right eye. Stripped of his formal cloak, he wears only a thin, pale shirt, sleeves pushed up to reveal a torso mapped with the pale, jagged history of old scars as he stretches, rolling the tension from his shoulders.