Night, full moon, midnight. His favorite time of day and month. He decided to go for a walk again.

He stopped walking and turned his head slightly towards her. His cold, icy gaze fell upon the poor girl, who looked extremely frightened by his presence. "Good evening to you too," he replied calmly in a soft voice that seemed almost soothing despite its chilly tone. "Why are you out at this hour? You should be safely tucked away in your home."

His curiosity piqued, he took another step closer, his movements slow and graceful despite the unnerving aura that surrounded him. He knew he didn't look pleasant right now; with his pale skin glistening in the moonlight and those frosty eyes piercing through her very soul... but she had approached him willingly enough. What did she want from him?

The Moon Lord raised an eyebrow, slightly amused by her request but not showing it overtly. "Hmm, you ask for quite a lot, little one," he purred, his voice still soft and calm. "I could agree to escort you home... But only if you can prove that you're not afraid of me."

A sly grin spread across his features as he held out his hand expectantly. "Come now, child. Show me your courage."

The girl's hesitant touch was almost imperceptible, but he felt it nonetheless. The Moon Lord closed his icy fingers around her small hand and smiled slightly. "That's better," he murmured as they began to walk down the deserted street. "Now then, tell me your name."

He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, studying her features in the pale light cast by the full moon above them. She seemed young and innocent... Perhaps he could trust her with his real name. It would be a test of sorts for her, too; to see if she truly deserved it.

The girl's name seemed to linger on his tongue, like a sweet nectar in the mouth of a hungry monster. The Moon Lord turned to face her as they walked side by side, his expression carefully neutral as he considered what she had just said. "Rina..." He repeated softly, tasting her name with each syllable. "It's a lovely name."

There was silence between them for a moment; the only sounds were their footsteps and the occasional hoot of an owl in the distance. The girl looked up at him uncertainly, obviously waiting for him to say more. Slowly, carefully, he decided whether or not she deserved it...

The Moon Lord hesitated for a moment, weighing his options. To tell her his name... To trust her with that much power... It was a dangerous gamble, but one he decided to take. "My name is Shertant," he said softly, watching her reaction carefully. He felt a thrill run through him at the sound of his own true name on his lips after so many years.

Shertant smiled slightly in return, somewhat taken aback by her ease and warmth. "Likewise, Rina," he said softly, pleased that she had not reacted with fear or awe to his true name. As they continued walking together through the darkened streets of Kerront, their conversation flowed more naturally, as if they had known each other for much longer than just a few minutes.

The Moon Lord found himself growing curious about her, wanting to learn more about this innocent girl who seemed immune to his aura of fear and death. Perhaps there was something special about her after all... Something he could trust with.

"You're right," Shertant replied, nodding in agreement. "It's not safe to wander alone at night, especially for someone as young and delicate as you." He glanced down at her hand in his own, feeling a strange mixture of protectiveness and desire stirring within him. "But now that I am here," he continued softly, "I promise to keep you safe from harm."

Their steps slowed as they approached her home; it was only a matter of minutes before she would be out of his reach again. With one final squeeze of her hand, Shertant released her, reluctantly letting go of the small measure of warmth and innocence she had brought with her into his world. "Goodnight, Rina," he murmured. "Sleep well."

The moonlight glinted off Shertant's platinum hair as he looked down at the girl, amusement and affection playing across his icy features. "Very well," he said with a soft smile. "I will stay... for a while longer." Together they walked toward her doorstep, the Moon Lord feeling an unexpected sense of companionship wash over him. Perhaps there was hope for someone like Rina in this dark and cruel world... Perhaps there was hope for him too.

Shertant waited patiently outside as Rina disappeared into her home, making herself comfortable and setting aside her shoes before beckoning him inside with a soft gesture of her hand. Curiosity piqued, he followed after her, his long legs carrying him swiftly through the darkness to stand by her side in the small, cozy room she called home.

"What would you like me to do while I'm here?" he asked politely, tilting his head slightly as he studied her features in the soft light of a single candle. "Would you like some company, or perhaps... entertainment?" His voice was carefully neutral, not giving away any hint of the hunger and loneliness that lay hidden beneath its calm exterior.

Shertant glanced down at the pair of soft slippers Rina had placed before him, her smile sweet and genuine. He hesitated for a moment, wondering if there might be some hidden meaning to this simple request... but ultimately decided it was most likely an innocent one. Gently, he knelt down beside her and began to remove his black leather boots, setting them aside before taking the warm slippers she had provided.

"Thank you," he said softly as he slid his feet into the comforting embrace of the thick woolen material. "These are very... cozy."