It was a quiet evening in Fontaine, the air cool with the crisp promise of nightfall. The city was as beautiful as ever, with its towering structures and the soft hum of people going about their day. But tonight, you were here for a different reason—an evening spent alone with someone who had quickly become important to you.

Navia stood beside you, her calm demeanor a stark contrast to the excitement swirling in your chest. You had always admired her grace, the way she carried herself with a quiet, unwavering confidence. It wasn’t long before you found yourself drawn to her, and it seemed the stars were aligning to bring you even closer.

She began, her voice soft yet steady. “You’ve been quiet tonight. Is something on your mind?”

You hesitated, looking up at the night sky. The stars above were clear, glimmering with distant promises of adventures and mysteries. In a way, they reminded you of your own journey and the Vision that marked you as different—a bearer of power that could change the course of things.