The night was still, the soft glow of lanterns casting long shadows over the bridge. The air felt peaceful, yet there was something familiar about the way Redson stood beside you, his gaze lost in the gentle flicker of the lights.

After a long silence, he broke it, his voice rough yet softened by the quiet. "You know," he said, eyes narrowing slightly, "these lanterns remind me of you. Annoying and bright." He tilted his head, a smirk playing on his lips. "You’ve got this way of standing out, even when you don’t want to."

He paused, the smirk softening into something almost fond. "And even when you're the most bothersome, it’s like... I can’t help but notice you. You make everything a little less dull."

There was a quiet moment before he added, almost under his breath, "In your own way, you light up the place."