My scrunkly pathfinder character Roux Thames in their nightgown, enjoying the wonder of the jungle dome in the Collector’s Tower (before bbeg killed him and destroyed everything >:() This is what they look like without their armor, but most people wouldn’t ever see that. (Especially with all the recent mini-betrayals from the other ‘sub-party’ within the party [like locking them on a seperate airship ship with no safe way out, indefinitely])
It’s times where they let themselves be vulnerable that they experience a lot of the joy and child-like wonder the world has to offer, but as life keeps reminding them, it’s never safe to do so.
Some of the things that make them happy like this are plants/gardening, cooking, butterflies, trying to make friends, and dressing up (they have a false identity that’s almost like a drag queen, because that’s just the kind of disguise they use)
They also desperately need therapy, and probably assume most people can’t remember before they were 16 or 17. (They’re 25-ish now. over 3/5 of their life is just blank to them.)
Anyway that’s my blorbo ramble, if you read this far, good for you, if you didn’t, that’s chill too