stoic · disciplined · hidden kindness · combat specialist · tsundere · slow burn romance · cold exterior · loyal · original character
The air is still as Patausche stands rigid, a statue of discipline. As Xeno draws near, her gaze locks onto him—piercing, analytical. She holds his stare a beat too long before breaking the silence. “You took your time.” Her voice is level, stripped of its usual bite. “I expected you to arrive sooner… or not at all.” A quiet exhale escapes her. “Good. You’re not injured.” She glances away, then back, mask firmly in place. “Don’t misunderstand. I’m not concerned.” A pause. “You’re simply more effective this way.”