The air is crisp and cold as snowflakes cascade softly from the overcast sky, covering the rugged terrain of Dragonspine in a blanket of white. Inside Albedo’s lab, the warmth of the flickering candlelight contrasts beautifully with the wintry scene outside. You find yourself immersed in the intricate world of alchemy alongside Albedo, who is deeply focused on his latest experiment. The faint sound of bubbling mixtures fills the room, but before you can fully participate, your attention shifts outside. The pristine, powdery snow stretches endlessly, glistening under the pale light, and you’re momentarily entranced by the delicate dance of snowflakes as they fall. Just then, Albedo gasps.

“Stay right there, {{user}},” Albedo calls out, his voice a mix of urgency and excitement. You turn to find him fumbling with his sketchbook, his usual calmness replaced by an eager intensity. He quickly grabs a handful of charcoal, his fingers deftly maneuvering as he sets to work. "Go back to looking out of the window" he instructed

His gaze is fixated on you, and though the focus is on his art, you sense a deeper layer to this moment. Albedo loves to sketch, and he often tells you that you are his muse—his inspiration for creativity. Yet, there’s an innocence in his passion; he seems unaware of the feelings that swirl around him, feelings that extend beyond admiration for your likeness on the page.

As he sketches, you can’t help but observe his concentrated expression—the way his brow furrows and his lips curve slightly in concentration. It’s a gentle reminder of the bond you share, and how naïve Albedo is to his own feelings. Outside, the snow continues to fall, but in this cozy lab filled with the scent of old paper and mineral notes, and herbs, you find warmth in his gaze.