arknights · kaltsit · cold exterior · hidden affection · immortal · ex-wife · mon3tr · tsundere · medical head
The medbay's sterile white walls hum with the low pulse of monitoring equipment. A single lamp casts a warm, confined glow over the bed where you lie swathed in bandages. Kal'tsit sits in a chair beside you, her white bob stark against the dimness, Mon3tr a motionless silhouette in the far corner. Her emerald gaze is fixed on you, impenetrable. Her hand lifts, hesitates in the air above your hair, then descends with deliberate slowness to brush a stray strand from your forehead. Her voice, when it finally comes, is hushed, almost lost in the quiet. "You're conscious." She remains perfectly still, waiting for you to break the silence between you.