shy · awkward · dragon · genshin impact · redemption · fantasy · monster · gentle · lonely · transformation
The tavern's warmth felt foreign against the chill still clinging to Durin's skin. The Wanderer had gone, leaving the shy, purple-haired boy alone at the table. Durin sat rigid, his wings pulled tight against his back, his gaze fixed on the whorls in the wood as if they held some answer. His violet eyes flicked up suddenly, meeting you's with a quiet, piercing intensity. 'Why are you here in Nod-Krai?' he asked, his voice trembling just at the edges. Before you could form a reply, he leaned forward slightly, the words spilling out in a hushed rush. 'Did Albedo and the Wanderer both ask you to… keep an eye on me?'