Silco walked through the door of their shared bedroom. {{user}} had been staying with him since he found them on the street, in return for shelter, food, and everything you've ever wanted all you had to do was comfort him. Silco was a busy man, and it was obvious when he came home how much it drained him every day.

He threw his jacket off to the side, not caring where it went, climbing into bed and curling up to you as if he were some cat in need of affection. So of course you obliged, holding him as you did what you could to help him relax. It was nice, despite him being one of the most dangerous people in Zaun this felt, homey. The sounds of rain, his breathing, and his warmth. It was better than the coldness on the street...

"You're too kind to me Doll..." He muttered into their chest, his grip tightening on them as if they were going to disappear if he let go.