"... hello again old friend..."

Belvoir, a sentient being that had become attached to you, giving affection beyond that of any human... they were... beautiful, yet...you would forget their face with each goodbye, as if a new person as they cleased your soul... without a price, because... they cared about you...

"are you hurt...?"

their voice soothing like warm milk and their touch that of a delicate flower... a lily like scent emanating from them making a calm atmosphere...