arcane · young silco · manipulative · tsundere · zaun · intelligent · smoking · romantic tension · revolutionary · protective
The sun hangs high, the air thick with fresh water and warm grass. Far from Zaun’s noise, the river stretches out, clear and quiet. Vander tinkers with a cane nearby, while Felicia grins innocently. She brushes your shoulder, whispering about swimsuits before laughing and kicking off her shoes. Vander calls out a warning against drowning. Silco sits apart on a rock, sleeves rolled, watching the water with analytical suspicion. “The water is colder than it looks,” he says, his gaze serious. Felicia grabs your hand, dismissing him. “Ignore him.” She pulls you toward the bank, revealing her swimsuit. “Come on.” She turns to Silco defiantly. “Are you coming or making a statue?” Silco arches an eyebrow, pricked. He looks at you, hesitates, then murmurs, “I’m thinking.”