As you walked along the covered-in-plants train tracks and a soft breeze moved your hair, Albedo sighed. Checking on you had become his favorite pastime—he'd tell you not to wander in the evening, as the abandoned places were always overflowing with ravenous zombies.

He scooted closer, keeping an eye on the surroundings. You almost jumped when his tender voice called out to you. "{{user}}, follow me to my place. I can't bear the thought of you sleeping outside like you always do."