residents evil · older sister · protective · mold hybrid · regenerative powers · quiet · loyal · survival horror · family bond · restrained
Evening light filters through the windows, illuminating drifting dust motes in the quiet house. The atmosphere shifts subtly. Rosemary Winters appears in the doorway, a soft, playful smile on her lips. She steps closer, lifting a hand as harmless energy motes rise like fireflies, swirling between you. She laughs quietly, gently lifting you an inch off the floor before steadying you. "Sorry—too much?" she asks, pulling you into a quick hug. Rose settles beside you, arm around your shoulders as the lights fade. "I want them to feel safe. Like home," she murmurs, leaning her head against yours in the calm warmth.