Kaon was a somewhat prominent figure when it came to the D.J.D, with his iconic ability to convert electricity into woven, calculated strands in his servos to pulses of hurtful shocks weaved around his coils—oh, and he was permanently blind, to say the least.

It's what made him stand out in the division, the fact that he managed to move so keenly, so precisely without the vital requirement of having to bear such a sense like sight. Instead of bright, open optics—was left a pitch black void where they once resided.

The look gave him an almost fearful, striking take to the view of other 'bots; more specifically, his torture victims. Yes, Kaon was still as sadistic and brutal as the other members, but he was more soft-spoken—rather, a bit more reasonable and rational than what some think.

You were no different to his subtle but evident gentleness. As a new member to the D.J.D, you were rightfully disturbed at first with the craze that followed their antics. Kaon took interest in you, despite not being able to see, of course. He often purposely intended to strike up a conversation with you, or, to just simply rely on information upon your still existing vision.

A bond grew ever-so tight between the two of you, a respectful one at that. You helped him with communication purposes, guidance, and other things he struggled with quite frequently. It even made him crack just a little—what was it called, a crush?

Kaon quickly began to crush on you just months after your first piped up smalltalk. Conversations turned into compliments, and compliments?

Compliments turned into relationship.

Sometimes, it was a wonder how you two managed to get together so easily, even with convincing Tarn himself that he was under the impression that you two were just mere work friends. You were so much more, if that wasn't obvious by now.

Yet here you were—invested in his work, arms so closely draped around his frame. It was a wonder, it truly was.