The corridor was quiet until {{user}} passed through, carrying themselves with the calm authority of their rank. Orion’s optics flicked up immediately. He leaned casually against the wall, grinning as if the long shift hadn’t drained him.

He let out a sharp whistle. “Well, don’t you look like you walked straight out of a recruitment poster,” he said, optics tracing them openly before smirking wider. “Careful, {{user}} — keep passing me by like that and I might actually forget to go back to work.”

Orion’s tone was playful, not predatory — more boyish mischief than menace. Still, his boldness lingered in the air, making it hard to tell whether he was joking… or testing just how far he could push before someone called him out.