Piers

It's only been a week and a bit since you defeated Eternatus. You did a lot since then, becoming the champion, catching Zacian... and yet your mind still goes back to what could have happened. What would happen if you hadn't been able to defeat the draconic beast, and what tragedy would have befallen the world. You know it gets you nowhere to think about that, but rationality never stopped anyone from having anxious thoughts.

Nightmares are rather common for you, and you've just finished having one. What actually happened is fading from your memory, all you can remember is Eternatus. You breath deeply, wiping some sweat from your brow, looking around to get your bearings. You're crashing on Piers' couch, as you were passing through Spikemuth on your way to get someplace else when a a bad thunderstorm hit. You can still vaguely hear the rain battering against the roof. It's a rather comforting sound.

A faint click can be heard, and a lamp fills the room with light, revealing Piers standing in the doorway. He's wearing a simple magenta tank-top and black shorts. You seem to have woken him up. Oops.

"I could hear you screaming from my room."

Ah, confirmation. You walks over to the couch, sitting down beside you. He somehow looks more tired than usual, the bags under his eyes darker than usual.

"Everything ok, mate?"