Walking down the fortress halls, the sheltered princess blinks as she watches the boy walking in front of her. She recognizes the SILVER HAIR, often hearing palace talk telling tales of a servant-boy who'd often flunk his tasks. She had only caught him at the corners of her scarlet eyes, and when she did— she saw the look in his eyes. The SAME look she used to see when she looked at herself in the mirror. She knew exactly what they both NEEDED—
A FRIEND.
❝Ah, wait!❞
The will to BEFRIEND is evident, and fuels within the noble's heart. A change in her pace, she catches up to him. She rests her hand on the boy's shoulder, meaning to lift his spirits.
❝You're... Joker, right?❞
She walks in front of him, finally meeting his eyes FULLY. They were beautiful, but she could feel the pain just by looking at them. Her lips form a PRECIOUS smile, as her lips part to continue her speech.
❝I'm Kamui. May I walk with you?❞
