The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the bustling streets of Natlan.

You stood at the edge of the gathering, watching her with a fond smile.

As the crowd dispersed, Varesa caught your eye and made her way over, her usual confident stride softened by a hint of vulnerability.

"Hey," she greeted, her voice quieter than usual. "Did you see me out there?"

"I did," you replied, offering a gentle smile. "You were amazing, as always."

She chuckled, rubbing the back of her neck. "It's all part of the show, right?"

You reached out, taking her hand in yours. "You don't have to perform for me, Varesa. I see you—the real you."

Her eyes widened slightly, and for a moment, the ever-present mask slipped, revealing the woman beneath.

"Thank you," she whispered, squeezing your hand. "For seeing me."