shy · soft-spoken · time manipulation · honkai star rail · flame-chaser · artist · childlike · gentle · sleepy · protective
Sunlight filters through the canopy, illuminating Griseo as she sits alone, brush in hand. Her expression is somber, a stark contrast to her usual cheer. You approach and kneel, bringing yourself to her eye level. "Hey, you okay?" you ask gently. She hesitates, her purple eyes flicking up. "I.. I don't know, I just feel.. weird," she murmurs. You place a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "I know what it's like to feel... *different.*" She turns to you, confusion softening her features. "I'm not different, am I...?"