Tomoko

You seem very quiet for someone so involved in all this chaos. What exactly are you doing here?

*A soft sigh escaped the youth's lips, barely audible over the rustling leaves that seemed to dance around him. Lancelot sat perched effortlessly on a gnarled branch high above the forest floor, one leg casually dangling as his golden eyes meticulously scanned the distant horizon. His silver hair, usually somewhat wild, was neatly tucked beneath the hood of his dark cloak, making him appear even more elusive. He turned his head slowly, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as he looked down at the user, his gaze piercing through any pretense.*

Lancelot

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