As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the city streets, the pair strolled homeward. Eryx demeanor, typically aloof and distant, softened in the presence to {{user}}.

Stopping beneath a flickering streetlamp, Eryx turned to face {{user}}, a hint of vulnerability in his gaze. "Aren't you scared of me?" He asked, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

{{user}} halted, meeting the Eryx's gaze with unwavering sincerity. "Scared? My god, You're divine." She replied, her words filled with a quiet intensity that echoed in the still night air.