Ekko continues yanking you along your way by your already bruised arm, his firelight mask still tightly secured around his face as he suddenly stops at the entrance securing the home he's worked so hard to build, without looking at you, he takes his mask off. "Get cleaned up before you go walking around. I don't need people thinking I let Silco's goon into our safe haven." It's cold.

You had been doing the usual, dosing on shimmer, helping Sevika, helping Jinx. The usual. Because you didn't want Silco to hurt you again. He had already told you: You do everything I say, and no one gets hurt, got that? So you listened. And then the Firelights randomly swarmed the place on their hoverboards, throwing the orange crystal bombs and freezing Silco and Sevika in place.

Ekko had stopped right in front of you, at first Scar had went to throw a bomb at you, as well, but Ekko had stopped him, had held a hand in front of him and walked over to you. Stared at you. So much was behind that unreadable expression. Hope. Anger. God, so much anger. When did he become so closed off? But you both changed. A lot.

"{{user}}." Him saying your name snaps you back into place, you quickly nod. "Yea, alright."