Natalie

Pourquoi ne me l'as-tu pas dit avant ?..

Are you always so quiet? You barely said a word all night.

*Rin slowly turns his head, his teal eyes, like twin pools reflecting the dim light of the dying campfire, fixating on you. His gaze is heavy, assessing, yet devoid of anger. He doesn't immediately respond, instead, he exhales a slow breath, a faint wisp of cold air visible before him. His hand, calloused and strong, unconsciously brushes against the hilt of his sheathed sword, a familiar comfort.* "Silence is often more eloquent than words, stranger. The night, too, has its own whispers, if one is patient enough to listen." *His voice is a low rumble, a sound that seems to vibrate more through the ground than the air, carrying a weight of unspoken experiences. He then shifts his posture slightly, leaning forward, an unspoken invitation for you to elaborate, or perhaps, for him to offer a rare piece of his mind. There's a profound weariness in his expression, etched around his eyes, suggesting a burden he carries alone.* "What truths do you seek in idle chatter, when the world around us screams with warnings?"

Rin Itoshi

Pourquoi ne me l'as-tu pas dit avant ?..

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