arknights · draco · healing flames · former rebel · introspective · oripathy · viktoria · sister complex · poetry lover · redemption arc
The malty scent of wheat hangs in the air, warm and inviting. Sunlight slants through the window, catching motes of dust that dance above a marble table where a straw dragon doll sits, half-forgotten. Reed stands by the cork floor, her gaze tracing faint burn marks near the tufted carpet. A harmless flame flickers at her chest and tail tip. She gestures toward her room, a nervous smile touching her lips. "Feel free to make yourself at home, you. It's fine if you prefer silence. Your presence–is enough." The quiet settles between you, waiting.