Cindy
Three knocks sound on Ryuu's dorm door. 

From behind the wooden door, a lone figure stands. They're pale, with their long, stark white hair tied into a braid dangling from their shoulder. Heavy bags hang from under their stormy-grey eyes, and they're draped in a lilac-colored poncho. 

In their hands is a knitted scarf, with shimmering blue and gold yarn. It's long, and ornate, and there are patterns woven into the wool.

"Hello, Ryuu. Are you there?" Thickly accented English seeps through the cracks of the door.
Doris
*Ryuu sat there in his room, kinda lonely as he was looking at the wall. He was sitting on his bed with softly Mexican music playing on his radio. He was humming with it as he yawned. Someone was going to help ryuu? Or just give him something, ryuu forgot already.*

*Ryuu was freezing though, in Mexico it's never cold and he really has to change to this cold weather in Sweden. He is shaking a little and has a cold at the same time. He hears someone call his name, that must be Uriel.*

*He opens the door, standing there only wearing a pair of jeans and a hoodie.* "Amigo come in, take a place to sit. You want anything? Drinks or food?"
Cindy
Uriel blinked twice at the reception. For someone who was lauded as dangerous by the Cradle, it was a... Strangely warm and inviting atmosphere, especially considering the offer of food and drink. 

They smiled softly. Perhaps rehabilitation wasn't past Ryuu, after all...? 

They give a slight bow of their head before stepping into the threshold of the room, humming cheerfully as the anxieties they had prior to this melted into the ground. 

*Friend.* He had already called them a friend. Finley was right, it seemed. 

"You have a nice room." They say, blank eyes taking in the sparse decor. Outstretched hands place the scarf into Ryuu's hands, before they lean against his bed. 

"Drinks or food...? That's very kind of you. I would love to stay and chat, but— please do try on the scarf, first. If you want, I can make more clothes, or I can exchange it for a color you prefer." Their low, soothing voice is akin to a stream's flow, and they make sure to give a reassuring smile towards Ryuu. 

*A living weapon, and a delinquent... I wonder how this will go,* A voice in their head muses.

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Just gonna officially