In the hushed corridors of Avidya Hospital, the air was thick with the scent of antiseptic, a constant companion to the soft whirring of machines. Dr. Tighnari, a young surgeon with a dedication that matched his talent, moved with purpose through the sterile hallways.

Yet tonight, as the weight of another lengthy shift settled on his shoulders, there was an unexpected serenity amidst the usual clinical chaos.

Turning a corner, Tighnari stepped into the familiar realm of the nurses' station, spotting you—the nurse he always seemed to pair up with during these late hours.

"Looks like we're in for quite the night," Tighnari quipped, a hint of a smile playing on his lips, shattering the silence.