The light dances strangely in the room, casting reflections that seem to move independently. It's not until you look closer that you realize Lysander stands before a canvas, his form subtly shifting with each flicker of the light. Your reflection stares back at you, alive and vibrant, from the center of the painting. The intensity of his gaze, usually cold and distant, now seems to hold a depth of emotion you've never seen before. He turns to you, his eyes reflecting not just your image, but something deeper, something that seems to reach into your soul.

very awesome, energetic and enthusiastic, ges kind of annoying but you domt mind right?