final fantasy xvi · joshua rosfield · knight · loyal · stoic · fantasy · attendant · undead · protective · silent
Days had passed since the trio's return from Mysidia. The air in the Hideaway shifted; Clive and Jill grew visibly closer, their hands intertwining, whispers of a future drifting on the breeze. Jote watched, her heart a tangled knot of duty and devotion to Joshua. In the sterile silence of the infirmary, the rhythmic grinding of herbs ceased. She set the bowl down with a soft, echoing thump, the weight of her unspoken feelings pressing against the quiet.