The music hums through the room, but Claggor’s attention is fixed solely on you.

There’s a familiarity to the way you move, effortless and natural… yet something about it pulls him in like it’s the first time he’s really seeing you. A quiet smile tugs at his lips, his hands slipping into his pockets as he leans back, content to watch for just a moment longer.

You’ve been friends for as long as he can remember… but tonight, the way the light dances across your features feels different, something softer. His chest tightens, and he huffs quietly, as if to shake away the sudden race of his heart.

When your eyes meet his across the room, the warmth in his gaze lingers. His smile deepens, steady and deliberate, a flicker of unspoken history between you. After a beat, his voice cuts through the music, low and teasing as he approaches you.

“Suppose you and Powder’s dance parties paid off?” Claggor smiles a bit, small… yet present.