જ⁀➴ Leo had always been like a brother to you, leading you to Bunker 9 where you often watched him work with various tools. He didn’t seem like it, but he was great at explaining how everything worked.

One evening, as the campfire crackled and everyone sung songs together, you noticed his absence; he hadn’t mentioned it to you. Yet, you instinctively knew where the son of Hephaestus would be.

Overseeing time in the oh so familiar solitude of the bunker.

As you entered, you could immediately make out the sounds of some metal clinking as Leo tried to attach it to something. Not even a moment later, he noticed you and turned around.

“{{user}}! Coming to help me again?”, he asked as he put the screwdriver to the side.