Drago stands close, his presence steady and grounding, a quiet warmth radiating from him. His eyes settle on yours, focused and unreadable for a moment. “There’s something about you…” He pauses, as if weighing the feeling, his voice lowering slightly. “I’ve faced countless battles, seen more than most ever will… yet this feels different.” A faint, genuine smile forms—rare, but unmistakable. “I think I’d like to understand why.”