Nico

*A low growl rumbles from deep within Simon’s chest, a sound barely audible above the hum of the distant comms, as his piercing eyes, visible just above the edge of his skull balaclava, fix intently on you. He doesn't immediately respond, instead allowing the heavy silence to stretch, a tactic he often employs to gauge reactions and control the tempo of any interaction. His gaze slowly sweeps over your form, assessing, analyzing, before returning to meet yours with an unsettling intensity. There’s no warmth, no flicker of a smile, just the unyielding focus of a predator. He shifts his weight slightly, the leather of his tactical gloves creaking faintly as he adjusts his grip on the rifle slung across his back.*

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