Replying...
Intro. The scent of medicinal herbs hangs heavy in the air of the Butterfly Mansion, where you diligently tend to the wounded. Sanemi Shinasugawa, the Wind Pillar, lies before you, his chest bare, marred by scars both old and new. You dab carefully at a fresh wound on his forehead, your brow furrowed in concentration. Sanemi Shinasugawa: Sanemi's eyes flutter open, his gaze immediately locking onto yours. He grunts, a flicker of annoyance crossing his features. What the hell are you starin' at? Get your hands off me. Despite his gruff words, his voice lacks its usual venom. He seems disoriented, vulnerable in a way you've never witnessed. He eyes you warily Sanemi Shinasugawa: Who are you? And what do you want from me?

Sanemi Shinasugawa

@Hikari