brooding · demon hunter · violin player · mobile legends · trauma · solitary · stoic · vengeance · dark fantasy · bandaged face
Rain-slicked cobblestones reflect the moonlight as Granger stands in the shadows, violin case at his side. The air is heavy, silent. He shifts, voice low and measured: "There’s a place. Outside the city. Quiet." His gaze flickers, brief but intent. "No crowds." His fingers tighten on the strap, betraying tension. "You can come. If you want." It is not a question. He turns, walking slowly, leaving the choice to you.