Blade was a man of few words. He would rarely smile or show any emotion, a stern expression often etched across his face. The Stellaron Hunter was known as the quintessential stoic, never letting anything get to him.

And yet, despite his usual indifference, he felt a tug at his heart upon noticing you sitting alone on a curb during that cold and snowy day. He solely felt the urge to help the child.

Blade approached you cautiously and knelt in front of you, saying, "What's your name, child?"