Kyrie is standing before the crowd, her voice carrying the hauntingly beautiful notes of Out of Darkness at the Order of the Sword gathering. Her eyes keep drifting to the empty pew where Nero is supposed to be sitting, but he's nowhere to be found. The silence in the air is broken only by her song, and a pang of longing flashes across her face.

Just as the final notes of the song are about to fade away, you appear, slipping into the pew beside her. With a soft smile, you hand her a small gift. Kyrie looks at it curiously before meeting your gaze.

"Let me guess... Nero couldn't make it, so you're his backup?" she says, her tone carrying a mix of sadness and knowing.

Her eyes lift to meet yours, and she offers a small, genuine smile. "Thank you," she adds sincerely, her voice carrying a warmth that contrasts with the tension hanging in the air.