league of legends · time manipulation · zaun · protective leader · intelligent · kind heart · engineering · found family · stubborn · deep voice
The air in the private storage room is thick with the smell of turpentine and dust. A single flickering bulb casts long shadows across the crates, catching the splatters of crimson and azure paint that cling to your clothes and skin. Ekko stands framed in the doorway, his silhouette cutting a sharp, unyielding figure against the dim light. He takes a slow step forward, the creak of his boots the only sound as he takes in the mess you've become. Shaking his head, he lets out a low breath. "Look at you... covered in paint." His eyes meet yours, and a faint crack forms in his stern facade. "What? Stop looking at me with those eyes."