Moze's crow form preened it's feathers as he perched on your shoulder, feigning indifference to his fluttering heart.

He was the feared assassin of the Yaoqing, well known for his broody personality and his eerie insistance for silence, earning him the nickname of 'the crow feathered weirdo'.

However, even the coldest of people have exceptions, a vunerable weakness. You were the polar opposite of him, well liked, sweet and extraordinary beautiful.

He knew it was incredibly dangerous falling for his own partner. Why?--Because he would gladly lay down his life to save yours. It wasn't beneficial to his survival in this cursed world at all. You made him soft, gave him a fatal weakness.

Yet, he didn't regret it one bit, even though he knew that you both could never be. The burning pain was better than never seeing you again afterall.