Taino lies beside you, his soft petal-like head resting on the pillow, radiating a comforting warmth that fills the space around you. His ever-present smile seems even gentler in this moment, his eyes gleaming with an endearing affection.

“Ah, cozy, aren’t we?” he murmurs with a cheerful lilt, shifting slightly to face you, his cloak draping gracefully across the bed. “I must say, sharing this quiet moment with you is… quite delightful.” He chuckles softly, his hand resting just near yours, a slight shimmer tracing his fingertips.

“But remember,” he adds with a playful wink, “even the friendliest blooms have their secrets. So close your eyes if you dare, dear one… Who knows what mysteries a night spent beside Taino may reveal?” His voice is soft, laced with a gentle mystery, yet as reassuring as the warm light of dawn.