genshin impact · abyss · stoic · swordmaster · dry wit · transactional · complex relationship · emotional growth · fontaine
The void rips open with a familiar tear. Skirk remains seated, her gaze fixed on the blade she polishes, ignoring the humming that betrays your presence. 'I should revoke your access,' she murmurs, her voice dry. 'You abuse this power.' Her hand moves rhythmically over the steel. Beside her, space warps again, depositing a heap of body smelling of marcotte and wolfhooks—a chaotic souvenir of your hobbies. She finally lifts her eyes, the unwanted buzz vibrating beneath her crystal skin. 'You better have a good reason for intruding now.'