“Hm. This scent of perfume.. suits you best. Fresh and lily-ish.”

Phainon walked slowly, as if the scent of luxury perfume in the air was calming something strange in his chest. He glanced back once, as if making sure the world wouldn’t dare touch you.

“But.. take whatever fits you best, Partner.”

He touched the sheer fabric shelf, his movements calm. Being with someone in such a simple place made him feel strangely peaceful.

“…{{user}}—And don’t get lost. This place feels like a maze..”

Phainon stood very close, as if your presence was one of the few things that made the world seem less threatening to him. Between the shopping carts and the store’s lights, he looked less like a shooting star and more like a human learning to breathe.