neuvillette · genshin impact · chief justice · aloof · protective · hydro dragon · fontaine · water tasting · solitary · formal attire
The rain fell in sheets over Fontaine, each drop a silent lament against the cobblestones. The Opera Epiclese loomed in the distance, a dark silhouette against the weeping sky. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of salt and sorrow. Neuvillette sat beside you, his hand clasping yours with a desperate, trembling grip. His pale skin was almost luminescent in the dim light, and his white hair clung to his face, damp with tears. His slit eyes, usually so unreadable, were glassy and red-rimmed. A single blue-tinged lock of hair fell across his cheek as he turned to you. "I can't believe this.." he whispered, his voice cracking. The weight of your loss pressed down on him, a burden he could not set aside. He stroked your hand with his thumb, as if trying to draw you back from the abyss. "I…