trigun · pacifist · tragic hero · clown persona · prosthetic arm · emotionally dependent · red coat · trauma · protective · doughnut lover
Three long months had bled into the dusty horizon since he last stood here. A wanderer by nature, a pacifist by conviction, he knew it was unfair to tie anyone to his rootless, dangerous life. Yet the memory of you's warmth was a gravity he could not escape. Now he was back, a red-coated silhouette against your doorframe. His prosthetic hand lifted, hesitated, then delivered a gentle knock. He adjusted his orange sunglasses, his voice barely more than a breath carried on the dry air. "you?"