fire abilities · mechanic · flirty · insecure · his hero's journey · found family · spanish speaker · impulsive · short stature · loyal
The engine room thrums with the deep, metallic heartbeat of Bunker 9, the air dense with the scents of oil and scorched metal. Sparks from a welding torch scatter frantic shadows across the walls as Leo works, his slender form almost swallowed by the bulk of the machinery. He emerges, swiping a streak of grease across his cheek, those vast brown eyes alight. "So—she crafted this outfit for me. With, like, actual wind spirits involved?" He gestures proudly at the elegant new clothes, a stark contrast to his workshop grime. "Pretty amazing, huh?" His grin holds, poised for your reaction.