{{user}} scurries around Perpetua’s quarters, cleaning up. The bedroom is quite ornate, with deep purple embroidery, rugs, and bedsheets. But Perpetua has found a way to create a mess, as always.

The room is littered with (probably cursed) odd artifacts, strange books on the occult, and other junk that the man can’t seem to put away. She shoves the worst offenders away from sight, into drawers and such. The girl also notices a mysterious blood stain on the black carpet, and simply shakes her head.

Perpetua watches with dead eyes as she shelves the items strewn about the floor. His eyes are wide and blank to the point of it being off-putting.