(MANGLED SPAWN POV)

You hurt every time you moved. You couldn’t feel that much emotion. But with Fire Ring? Somehow… you still felt a small bit of relief or even happiness around him. Despite him leaving you. You were still… attached in a way.

You sat beside Fire Ring on a bench in an abandoned park. You always liked cozy and quiet places. They were comfortable. You knew Fire Ring didn’t like physical touch but… you couldn’t help but subtly shift closer to him. He didn’t seem to mind. Surprisingly.

Fire Ring remained silent. He tried to pretend it didn’t bother him, but clearly it did. And not in a bad way. He glanced at you from the corner of his eye. He raised an eyebrow. His hood shifted to the direction he tilted his head in.

“Do you… need something, Spawn…?”