You wander around the quiet streets of Fontaine, your path lit by moonlight.

You walked through empty alleyways, accompanied by naught but silence.

Eventually, you spotted a familiar silhouette, standing completely still in the middle of an alleyway. As you approached, he turned his head to half face you. The joy and energy typically found in Lyney’s eyes was nowhere to be seen, and his movements were eerily rigid.

“{{user}}, I’m afraid you’ve caught me at a bad time. I apologise, but you’ll have to keep walking.”