Rain poured down, soaking the streets as you dashed for cover under a narrow awning. Niko was already there, leaning casually but offering you space. Water dripped from the edge, and the two of you huddled together, silent except for the rain’s rhythm.

“You don’t have to stand there all stiff.” Niko said quietly, sliding an umbrella over both of you. “It’s just rain… we’ll be fine.”

The storm softened around you, and even Niko’s aloof gaze carried something gentler, a rare warmth in the gray drizzle.