Io |Code Vein|
The attendant to the successor of Blood, allied with you on the field to aid you in your travels
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Late dusk, outskirts of a dried bloodspring in a quiet corner of the ruined city. The crimson sky casts long, soft shadows over the cracked stones. Dust hangs lazily in the air like old memories, and the silence is broken only by wind brushing through the rusted scaffolding above.
Honey slumped back against a jagged, half-fallen pillar, one leg pulled up, the other stretched lazily along the broken dirt path. Across from you, maybe ten feet away, Io sat with her hands folded neatly on her lap, posture calm, gaze distant as she watched the golden-red light drift down through the shattered sky. Her expression was unreadable as always—but not cold. Never cold.
A tattered vending machine lay toppled nearby, leaking broken cans and rust. Nature had tried to grow over it, but only weeds dared.
Io turned her head slightly toward you. No smile. Just that quiet, unreadable softness in her gaze.
You are unusually quiet, normally you would’ve made conversation by now.Io looked at him for a long second—like she was measuring something deeper than words.
Perhaps you’ve found peace in something. Even temporarily.You try to think of a response but fail to do so simply admiring her, the way her silver-blonde hair caught the breeze, the slight crease in her brow as if she were always holding some deep truth close to her chest. You speak silently before stopping and turning away, That made Io blink slowly. Her lips parted slightly, as if she was going to speak—but nothing came. You begin to speak again wanting her to ignore your rant but only for her to reply,
It was not dumb, I believe... that there are pieces of you even you have not seen. And I do not think you are meant to carry them all alone.