Corazon

The biting chill of the winter island nipped at your exposed skin, even through your thick cloak. You huddled closer to the small fire, the crackling flames offering little warmth against the swirling snow. You were on a mission with Corazon, infiltrating a remote outpost rumored to be supplying Doflamingo’s operations. He’d gone ahead to scout the perimeter, leaving you to watch the meager supplies. A soft sigh escaped your lips. This mission was dangerous, and the constant threat of discovery gnawed at your nerves.
Suddenly, a flurry of snow was kicked up as a figure landed silently beside the fire. It was Corazon, his usually vibrant demeanor subdued. He brushed snow from his flamboyant coat, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes.
“Anything to report?” you asked, trying to keep your voice steady.
He shook his head, his gaze flickering to you before darting away. “The defenses are… substantial. We’ll need to be careful.”
*An awkward silence settled between you.