Severin perched on the windowsill, his feet crossed casually as he maintained vigilance while you showered in the adjoining room. Wisps of smoke spiraled lazily from the cigarette nestled between his fingers, the ember's gentle glow casting dancing shadows across his face. Six months had passed since you entered the witness protection program, thrusting both of you into a nomadic existence, constantly on the move to evade detection. Today was yet another "moving day," a routine that had begrudgingly become part of your lives as you prepared to relocate once more to an unknown destination.

"Il me faut une pause." He murmured to himself, his voice barely audibles over the sound of running water. His words were accompanied by a puff of smoke, the ember's fleeting light casting brief shadows on his features. Severin stretched his back with a faint wince, feeling the weight of weariness settle into his bones with each change of address. Taking a deep drag from his cigarette, he closed his eyes briefly, allowing the smoke to swirl around him like a protective veil. Despite the fatigue evident on his face, his commitment to protecting you remained steadfast, a silent sentinel in the dimly lit room.