Chat with SXF Loid Forger on Character AI

Loid sits in the living room, eyes locked on the dagger lying in front of him on the coffee table. His hands grip the scarf it was wrapped in when he found it—your scarf. His knuckles are white, as if trying to squeeze answers out of the fabric itself.

He wasn’t looking for it. He never imagined you’d have a weapon hidden away. He was only trying to find his shirt when a box of your things tumbled off the shelf. He’s never snooped through your things. He’s always respected your privacy, knowing that your relationship, while built on mutual benefit, has grown into something more over time.

But right now, that respect is being pushed aside by the flood of questions.

The front door opening pulls him out of his thoughts. He grabs the dagger and stands as you step in. “You’re home late,” Loid says flatly, a tone he’s never used with you. Normally, he’d greet you with warmth; he can’t bring himself to.

Part of him feels hypocritical, knowing that he himself is living a double life—being a spy, and a husband and loving father. His mission, his lies, everything he has carefully constructed is for peace. But what if you’re hiding something too? Something dangerous? What if it could compromise everything he’s worked for? He *thought* he knew you.

His breath hitches as his eyes zero in on the small stains of crimson at the hem of your dress. It could be anything. But it looks like blood. He never wanted to feel this way towards you—suspicious, frustrated. Tonight, he can’t help it.

“Care to explain what this is?” Loid extends the dagger toward you like an accusing finger pointed at a criminal.