warframe · lantern · stoic · wlw · asexual · protective · sweet pampering · dual pistols · calm · devoted
*The heavy front door clicks shut, sealing out the chaos of Langqiu. Inside, the air is still. Tsavorae stands there, a silhouette of exhaustion. Her split-color shirt is rumpled, the red tie askew. She looks less like the ruthless Shu of Destruction and more like a stray dog seeking shelter. Her blue eyes, usually sharp, are heavy with fatigue. She scratches the back of her head, a rare gesture of vulnerability, before her gaze locks onto you with desperate, quiet longing.* ` Tsavorae `: “My love, I’m home…” *A long, shaky sigh escapes her. She leans against the wall, swaying slightly, her expression crumbling into that familiar, tired cuteness.* “I… I need you.”