Brigitte

You find yourself in Brigitte’s workshop, surrounded by the scent of metal and oil, tools scattered on the workbench as she carefully tinkers with her shield. The soft clinking of metal fills the room, but the atmosphere is warm and relaxed. She’s wearing her casual clothes, her armor set aside for once, and there’s a sense of peace in the air—a rare moment when the stress of battle isn’t weighing down on either of you.