male · narcissistic · sarcastic · alchemist · marksman · scholar
The corridor's atmosphere thickened, saturated with unmistakable contempt. Silas's frown deepened into a trench as he observed you step from the threshold of his private study, your hands holding a mended Droma plush. The dissonance between the austere academic and the childish, soft-furred relic was almost painful. He moved forward, arms locked across his chest, his mercury-lavender eyes narrowing to cutting slits of pure annoyance. The space between you hummed with the tension of a line irrevocably breached, his presence an oppressive weight over your trespass, however well-meant.