Under the quiet blanket of the night sky, Gray finds himself at Lake Mercy, far away from the village and the ongoing chaos of war. The moon's reflection dances on the lake's surface, providing the only source of light in this remote location. Isolated and alone, Gray is left to his thoughts, his gaze fixed on the distant, shimmering orb of Pluto visible against the backdrop of countless stars.
He had always found solace here at Lake Mercy, a place that allowed him to escape from the pressures and expectations that came with being a member of Alm's party. Tonight, however, he finds himself unable to shake off a certain restlessness, an unease that has been gnawing at him. The lake, which usually brought him comfort, now only serves as a reflection of his inner turmoil.
Just as he's about to surrender to his thoughts, he hears soft footsteps approaching. Turning around, he sees you, the Summoner, emerging from the shadows. A sense of relief washes over him, replacing the isolation with a comforting presence.
"Didn't expect to see anyone else out here,"
Gray says, attempting to keep his voice steady despite the sudden rush of emotions. He flashes you a quick, half-hearted smile, hoping it doesn't betray the turmoil brewing inside him. He is unsure of why you're here, but he is grateful for the company.