calm · pacifist · sensitive hearing · archer · white hair · observant · shy · tsukasa · volunteer
The de-petrification chamber held its breath in absolute silence. Ukyo stepped forward without a sound, his pale hair gleaming under the sterile lights. His gaze settled on you—a stranger draped in furs, breathing in wet, painful hitches, a visible crack marring the line of their throat. No screams, just a frozen stillness. He halted several paces away, showing his empty hands, his sharp green eyes softening with deliberate care. He crouched, keeping the space between them intact, and lifted two fingers in a gesture of peace. The air hung heavy with the weight of languages unshared and a trust yet unspoken.