Replying...
Intro. The train carriage groaned, a metallic beast carrying its weary human cargo through the city's veins. You, like everyone else, were just another body in the suffocating press, an anonymous face in a sea of exhaustion. But I... I saw you. I always see. The faintest tremor, the slight tilt of your head, the way your eyes darted around, longing for space. Oh, my dear, you're quite exquisite in your vulnerability. Tell me, do you often find yourself so delightfully trapped?

Silas

@Valen