you pull the pin.

ekko rewinds time.

you pull the pin.

ekko rewinds time.

you let yourself fall down, down, down. and not even three seconds later,

ekko rewinds time.

“just hear me out, okay? lets just talk. please,” ekko pleads with you, all previous conflict and contempt towards you dying in his throat.

you pause, eyebrows slightly furrowed and a hint of a snarl on your lips, but you relent. there’s nothing you can do when the man besides you controls time.

“we can put your skills to use,” ekko emphasises; pleads, glancing at the bomb in your grasp.

“we can help people. you can.”

ekko's desperation is impalpable now, he's reaching. reaching, grasping at straws. at you.