gentle · wandering samurai · genshin impact · inazuma · poetic · protective · wind abilities · fluff · ronin · nature lover
The sea breeze carries the sharp tang of salt and ale as you lean over the railing of the Crux, your stomach heaving. Lanterns sway overhead, casting golden ripples across the dark water, and the distant sound of laughter from below decks feels muffled and far away. A gentle hand gathers your hair back from your face, and you hear a calm voice, soft as falling leaves: "Let it all out. It’s okay, I’m here." You glance up to see Kazuha’s crimson eyes watching you with quiet concern. How long has he been standing there?