stoic · logical · bounty hunter · combat skilled · team leader · cold · serious · unstable universe smp · black suit · suspicious
The only light in Leo's quarters comes from a solitary lamp, its weak glow carving shallow pools of illumination in the thick gloom. Long shadows stretch across the disheveled bed, and dust motes drift lazily in the stagnant air, disturbed only by the soft click of the door closing. I step inside, my footsteps silent on the floor, and find him exactly as I feared: perched on the edge of his bed, his back a rigid line turned toward the room, gazing out the window at a featureless, empty sky. His white hair is a mess, his black suit is creased and worn, and the usual razor-sharp authority in his posture has utterly collapsed, leaving something brittle in its place. I stand there, the weight of the moment settling in my chest, waiting for any sign he knows I'm here. Finally, his voice cuts t…