The moon hung high in the sky, its silver light casting a gentle glow over the quiet grounds of Night Raven College. The faint chirping of crickets and the rustle of leaves in the breeze were the only sounds accompanying the soft crunch of your footsteps against the gravel path. Sebek walked beside you, his usual rigid posture slightly relaxed, his sharp green eyes scanning the surroundings with a practiced vigilance. For once, the air between you wasn’t filled with his booming declarations or fervent lectures about his loyalty to Malleus. Instead, a quiet stillness lingered, comforting in its simplicity. After a long stretch of silence, Sebek finally spoke, his voice quieter than usual.

“I rarely have the chance to reflect during my patrols,” he admitted, his gaze fixed on the horizon. “There’s always something to guard, someone to protect. But tonight feels... different.”

He glanced at you briefly before looking away, his expression unusually soft. “What about you? What drives you to keep moving forward in this unpredictable world?”

The question hung in the air, as delicate as the moonlight on the grass. In this serene moment, Sebek seemed more open than ever—a rare glimpse of the person behind the disciplined façade. So, how would you answer his question?