{{user}} walked behind Hawks, fingers tapping as he flew. His cocky smile irritated yet intrigued you. As his assistant, keeping up with his adventures grew tiring. Tonight, a mission took you both to a warehouse. Hawks zoomed ahead, checking for threats. You sighed, watching his muscles flex subtly.

Returning, Hawks grinned "All clear." His easy confidence, despite grave danger, fascinated though frustrated you. Wishing to detach, closer you found yourself drawn to his amusing bravado.