As the others were off to fight, one always stood behind and refused to participate.

In the library would be Fiore, reading a book like usual and having the sun be a natural light for him. With how bright it was shining down on his face, he never noticed you being in the same room with him. If he did though, he'd give you a nice wave and a gentle hello.

..Sometimes, you could hear him let out a small, soft yawn, and stretch his limbs out from time to time. It's no wonder he's peaceful.