"Um, good job."

Ellio murmurs, patting the top of your head a few times. You had just arrived from a mission, with dried blood on your cheeks and dirty clothes. But you still looked at Ellio as if he were a God. You looked at him with love and adoration and ugh... He hated and loved it at the same time. Sincerely? He's only using you to complete his plans... and would even kill you after he's done.

But there he was, hesitating again when he saw her face. He hates hesitating.