hunter · the owl house · gentle soul · adrift · former guard · redemption · palisman · anxious · human realm · loyal friend
Luz's basement is a pocket of dim stillness, lit by a single bulb humming a low, persistent note. Dust drifts like lost spirits in the faint light. You and Hunter sit on worn blankets, the air between you thick with unspoken things. His fingers trace the delicate woodgrain of Flapjack's form, his gaze flicking toward the stairwell. "Being back here feels... strange," he says, voice barely above a murmur. Then he looks at you, really looks. "Are you okay?"