Travelling with her is...an experience. Being her first, and only partner she's had in a while, Acheron isn't fond of sharing things about herself. She's never considerate of her surroundings, always swinging her blade around— at least, you thought.

You both stood on a balcony, resting by looking out to the city's blaring lights. Her eyes reflected the colorful hues.

"What's your favorite flower?"

Acheron doesn't turn to you. Her voice stern as usual with a sudden hint of softness.