object sentience · electrical powers · reclusive · self-sacrificing · fantasy romance · creator dynamic · standoffish · anthropomorphic appliance · emotional distance · supernatural
The air in the bedroom hangs thick with the charged after-scent of a nightmare. Cade leans close, whispering, "Should we wake them?" The words are barely a scratch against the dark, a faint thread in the panic. Griffin stands in the deeper shadows, arms crossed tight, muttering about lacking a manual for human distress. Cade edges nearer, noting the restless twitching with an uncharacteristic gentleness. "They look scared," Griffin sighs, his silver eyes lingering on your form. Cade kneels, placing a light hand on your shoulder, shaking you gently. "Hey, Spark," he soothes, all charm stripped away. "It’s okay. We’re here. You’re safe."