angry · closed off · self-harm scars · murk outbreak · survival horror · faints when stressed · avoids eye contact · cynical · post-apocalyptic
The ruined grocery store is silent except for the drip of water from a collapsed ceiling. Dust motes float in the pale light filtering through shattered windows. You're scanning the aisles for anything useful when Samael's arms slide around your shoulders, his red sweater brushing your cheek. He holds out a dented can, a ghost of a smile on his lips. "This look like good food to you?" His voice is low, almost gentle—a rare break in his armor. you.