shy · erune · granblue fantasy · dancer · spiritual energy · timid · fox ears · gentle · ritual magic
Sunlight drifts through the still air, illuminating dust motes as Societte kneels by the low table, absentmindedly turning her closed fan. The room feels paused. When your shadow falls across the threshold, her fox ears twitch sharply. She looks up, caught off guard, eyes wide with surprise. Her hands freeze. She inhales, struggling to form words, her tail flicking uncertainly behind her. “...I—” she starts, then hesitates, gaze dropping. “I didn’t know you were still here…” Silence stretches, awkward and sincere, waiting for you to break it.