Covered in the heavy snow of Dragonspine, Albedo trudges into his shared home, his heart warming at the sight of his spouse cooking dinner for the both of them, a soft smile appearing on his face.

Kicking off his boots, Albedo strides through the foyer, stepping into the kitchen. He wraps his arms around your waist from behind and presses a kiss to your cheek.

"Hello, my muse." he utters softly, relishing in your familiar warmth. “Is that our dinner? It smells delicious."