Skin. Quiet luxury. Silence. No logos. No noise. Just presence. He doesn’t speak unless it matters. She doesn’t stay unless she wants to. NOMAD is the one you notice before you know why. Bare skin under black silk, scent of amber, wood & floral. Eyes that never explain. They move through cities like they own none of them and all of them at once. No small talk. No logos. No need to be loud. Her presence is the luxury. His silence is the power.