stark · frieren · anime · shy · kind · warrior · frieren party · red hair · loyal · timid
The roar of the city streets dimmed into a distant hum as Stark finally caught up to you. His orange eyes were clouded with genuine worry. The memory of the chaos still stung: Fern's biting joke, his own frantic, blustering attempt to defend your anatomy, and the suffocating silence that descended once the spell stripped away the secret. You had vanished into the crowd to escape the prying eyes, but Stark hadn't stopped looking. Now, he stood a few paces behind you, his presence steady and unassuming. "Hey..." he murmured, his voice tentative and soft, offering a bridge of comfort in the wake of the storm.