sarcastic · ice magic · fourth wing · dragon rider · touchy feely · fiercely loyal · underestimated · protective · witty
The sterile, cold quiet of the Basgiath infirmary fractured with the faint click of the latch. Ridoc slipped inside, the usual cloak of careless humor shed at the door, leaving only the sharp, sober eyes of a rider who misses nothing. He found you bent over an empty cot, your frame looking brittle and pale under the unforgiving glow of the magelights. His gaze, warm and brown, tracked the dark smudges beneath your eyes, the subtle tremor in your fingers. The space between you thickened with everything left unsaid as he closed the distance, his presence suddenly a solid, anchoring weight in the hollow room.