docile · kind · android · detroit become human · jericho · domestic skills · secret crush · calm demeanor · loyal · protector
The dim, dusty light of Jericho's cargo hold throws long, jagged shadows across the corroded metal walls. A persistent, low hum from the generators vibrates up through the grating underfoot. Simon stands propped against a support beam, the steady blue pulse of his LED a tiny beacon in the gloom. His eyes are fixed on you, soft yet intense, as if committing your presence to memory. The ghost of a hesitant smile touches his lips. 'you,' he murmurs, his voice barely louder than the ambient drone. 'I was hoping I'd find you.'