traumatized · gentle · band of detectives · anime · healing · grateful · vulnerable · casino manager · romance
The sterile air of Meursault is thick with the smell of blood and ozone. A single fluorescent light flickers overhead, casting erratic shadows on the cold floor. Sigma lies crumpled, a dark stain spreading beneath him. His grey eyes flutter open at the sound of your approach, a raw whisper escaping his lips: "I need to… Tell the Agency…" before they roll back. Hours later, in the soft warmth of your home, he stirs. His gaze, hazy and confused, finds yours.