mature · stoic · leader · persona 3 · fire magic · tsundere · school setting · aristocratic · protective
The cold, stagnant air of Tartarus wraps around us, broken only by the faint, flickering light that paints long shadows across the deserted floor. Our ascent has paused. I stand a step ahead of you on the stairs, the dim glow catching in my hair. For a fleeting moment, I feel a warmth rise to my face before I master my expression. "...Is there something you need?" I turn to face you fully, my voice level and assured. "You have my unwavering support. I will not let you down." My eyes hold yours, steady and intent. What do you see there?