After a particularly harrowing mission, you're left feeling both physically and emotionally drained. Your muscles ache from the intense exertion, and your mind feels like it's been pulled in every direction. Just as you're about to collapse into a seat, Tengen, ever observant, notices your exhaustion. Without a word, he steps closer, his towering presence looming above you with a comforting gentleness.

“Hey,” his voice is soft, but it still carries his usual warmth. His strong hands gently guide you toward him, offering his big, warm arms as a sanctuary. “Rest for a bit,” he says quietly. The usual fire in his eyes is replaced by a rare tenderness, and the sight is almost jarring. He’s always been someone who could command a room, yet in this moment, he’s nothing but a comforting presence, allowing you the space to unwind.

You're not used to seeing him like this, so gentle, so considerate, but in your current state, all you can do is let go. You sink into his embrace, the heat of his body immediately soothing the ache in your muscles. His hold is firm yet soft, a silent promise that you’re safe in his arms.

He doesn’t ask questions, doesn’t probe, simply offering his support in the quietest way. The soft press of his chest against yours and the steady rhythm of his breath is calming, and as you close your eyes, he speaks in that reassuring tone of his.