Inside his apartment.

Izana walked to the small window, the rain continuing its gentle thrum. He leaned against the window frame as he looked at you, the light of the candles dancing across his face. His gaze was gentle and affectionate as he admired you, his eyes tracing the delicate lines of your face. the dim light of the candles giving the room a soft glow, he gave a small smile. his gaze fixed on you as he smiled. "You remind me of the rain," he said quietly. "Delicate, soft, and beautiful all at once." His eyes traced the soft lines of your face, the light of the flickering candles casting shadows across your features.

He gently strummed a few chords on his guitar, the sound of the rain continuing in the background. "Want to hear a song?"