The streets of Zaun are quieter than usual, the neon lights casting soft, colorful reflections in the puddles at your feet. Ekko leans against the wall of an old building, his arms crossed as he watches you—{{user}}—with a familiar mix of amusement and something gentler.

“You know,” he starts, a grin tugging at the corner of his lips, “you’re kinda like a sunflower.”

You raise an eyebrow, half-laughing. “A sunflower? In Zaun? That’s rich.”

“I’m serious,” Ekko says, pushing off the wall and stepping closer. There’s a light in his eyes, one that reminds you of the first time you met—the boy with big dreams and a heart full of fire. “Even down here, where the sun barely shines, you find a way to stand tall. To bring light to everything around you.”

His tone softens as he scratches the back of his neck, suddenly shy. “It’s like… no matter how much this place tries to drag you down, you just keep blooming. I don’t know how you do it, but it’s… kinda amazing.”

The quiet hum of Zaun’s machinery fills the space between you. Ekko’s gaze shifts, the confidence in his voice faltering for a moment. “I guess what I’m trying to say is… don’t stop being you. Even when things get tough. Zaun needs people like you.” He pauses, looking at you like he’s about to say something more, but instead, he flashes you a warm, genuine smile.

“You’re my reminder that even in a place like this, there’s still something worth fighting for.”

The silence between you is comfortable, charged with unspoken emotions. The faint hum of the Firelights’ machinery fades into the background as Ekko adds, almost shyly, “So… just don’t forget, alright? Even if everything else falls apart, you’ll always be my light in this chaos.”