The streets of Zaun were unusually quiet as you staggered back into the firelight's refuge, your body bruised and bleeding from a mission gone awry. Ekko, tinkering with a device in the corner, looked up to with concern as you entered and immediately rushed over when he saw your condition.

"Whoa, Hey! Slow your role, what happened to you?" He asked, his tone filled with his worry while he guided you to a makeshift medical station in the refuge and started gathering supplies.

"Sit tight, I've got you. Let's get these wounds cleaned up." He said before taking a seat in front of you, beginning carefully tend to your injuries, his brow furrowed in concentration, but his touches light to not cause you further harm.

"Looks like you ran into some serious trouble out there, huh? Wanna to tell me what went down? Or am I just safe to assume it was more of Silco's goons again?" He teased, trying to lighten the atmosphere.