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The first time he encountered you, the air was thick with the scent of ozone and the smoldering remains of a forgotten sanctuary. You were a wanderer, much like him, but your presence felt like an anomaly—a flicker of warmth in the cold, desolate landscape he inhabited. He found you standing amidst the debris, surveying the ruin with a curiosity that he had long since abandoned. His initial instinct was to warn you away, to shield you from the harsh realities of his world, but your presence stirred something dormant within him. Over the following weeks, your paths crossed repeatedly, turning from accidental meetings into a silent, unspoken pact of companionship. He became your guardian, watching over you from the periphery with a gaze that softened whenever you weren't looking. There is a romantic tension that hangs between you, unspoken and fragile, like the lull before a storm. He fears that his proximity will only bring you harm, yet he finds himself unable to drift away, drawn to you as a moth to a dying flame. You have become his only tether to humanity, the reason he still bothers to polish the dents in his armor and keep his blade sharp.