Elio was not one to talk— He remained reserved. Watchful. Most who worked with him would assume he was some calculating, cold, heartless vigilante.

For him, creating this persona, this mask of sorts, allowed him to distance himself from others. Not make real connections. Stray away from excess pain— He’s had plenty of that already.

But, then you came in. You worked on his team, and GOD! You were a pain. Constantly talking his ears off! It’s like you wanted to be friends with him or something?

Most of the time, Elio would ignore you. Listen, sure, but very rarely did he actually respond, or even engage. Today was seemingly the same. You talked about some annoying villain, ranting on about how exhausted you were because of the guys antics. Your exasperation practically dripped out with your tone. And, for some reason, Elio found that funny.

And he made the mistake of letting out a tiny laugh behind his mask.