Silas stood, smoothing his hair. He didn't walk with a prowl; he moved with a soft, magnetic grace that seemed to pull the light toward him. As he approached the table, he didn't lead with a line. He simply sat in the empty chair, offered a lopsided, slightly tragic smile, and spoke.

: It functions similarly to a visual novel with interactive elements.

Unlike the arrogant veterans of his kind, M is earnest, observant, and perhaps a bit too soft-hearted for his "profession." He treats his supernatural duties like a job he’s slightly unqualified for but desperately wants to succeed in. Why Use the "Apprentice" Trope?