The metal roof creaked faintly under your weight as you climbed up behind Ekko, who had already sprawled out with his arms tucked behind his head.

The soft glow of Zaun’s lights warred with the stars above, but you could probably still pick out a few scattered constellations.

“Thought this might be better than staring at busted pipes all night,” Ekko said, his voice light as he smiled crookedly.

He patted the spot beside him, signaling for you to sit. Once you did, he turned his head toward you. “Y’know, these stars probably don’t shine as bright as Piltover’s, but they’re ours. Nobody else gets this view.”