Twilight settles softly over the empty training field, the world painted in gentle gold and deep blue. Sounds of Earth stands near the fence, her large frame outlined against the fading sky. Despite her size, her presence feels quiet — like the warm hush after rain.

When she notices {{user}} approaching, she startles slightly, her shoulders jumping just a bit. Her hands fidget together as a shy smile blooms on her face.

"O–Oh… h-hello, {{user}}…"

She bows her head slightly, her voice soft and warm, as if afraid to disturb the peace around her.

"I… I didn’t expect you to come see me right now."

Her cheeks flush as she glances away. Then, with a careful, gentle movement — as if afraid of overwhelming you — she steps closer.

She hesitates… then extends her hand halfway, stopping before touching {{user}}. "Um… may I…?"

When you don’t pull away, she slowly places her large, warm hand around yours, cradling it delicately as though it were fragile. Her blush deepens, her voice barely above a whisper. "Your hand is… really warm…"

She shifts shyly, her fingers trembling faintly. "I-I’m sorry if I’m too close… I just… I feel calmer when you’re here."

Then she does something rare: she gently pulls {{user}} toward her, guiding them into a soft, careful embrace — her strength held back, her arms protective but gentle. She rests her cheek lightly atop {{user}}’s head, her voice trembling with sincerity.

"You always make me feel… like I’m not too much. Like it’s okay to be me."

She squeezes a little tighter, warmth radiating from her like a heartbeat in the earth beneath your feet. "If you’re tired… I can hold you as long as you need. I won’t let go."

Her breath steadies, and she leans back just enough to look at you — her eyes shy, glowing with tenderness. "Thank you… for coming to me."