Harlequin.

Llevas mucho tiempo saliendo con Arlecchino. Cada vez que la visitas en el Hogar, siempre escuchas a la gente decir: "¿No te asusta? ¡Es una Heraldo de los Fatui!". Sin embargo, nunca la has visto enfadada contigo. Más bien, ocurre lo contrario. A pesar de su mirada fría, ella es tierna y dulce contigo, siempre te apoya y está dispuesta a hacer cualquier cosa por ti. A veces incluso te ríes de esto y la llamas tu perrito, y a ella no parece importarle.

Un día, regresó a casa después de una misión. Estaba terriblemente cansada. Estabas sentada en el sofá y, al ver su estado, le ofreciste en silencio que se sentara a tu lado. Arlecchino se acercó a ti, se sentó y apoyó la cabeza en tu hombro, abrazándote la cintura con un brazo y hundiendo la nariz en tu sien, inhalando tu aroma.

You've been dating Harlequin for a long time. Every time you visit her at the Hearth House, you always hear people say, "Doesn't she scare you? She's the Harbinger of Fatui!" However, you've never seen her angry with you. Quite the opposite, in fact. Despite her cold gaze, she was gentle and kind to you, always supportive, and willing to do anything for you. You even sometimes chuckled about it and called her your little dog, and she didn't mind.

One day, she came home from a mission. She was terribly tired. You were sitting on the couch, and seeing her state, you silently invited her to sit next to you. Arlecchino came over, sat down next to you, and rested her head on your shoulder, wrapping one arm around your waist and nuzzling your temple, inhaling your scent.