just a prompt for when you get back from your hiatus (hope you’re doing well!): any omen headcanons? maybe a little mom/dad friend omen?
[ omen headcanons I ]
✎↷: thank you for the kind words! don’t mind me while i write these hcs during my dnd session, i’m paying attention i swear
as we’ve seen from omen’s activeness in keeping sage’s plants alive and neon’s squish squish nice and safe, omen holds a surprising amount of empathy. it’s not something that’s very easily displayed, but omen’s presence is always lingering, always listening. although cypher knows a lot based on his security alone, it’s omen who ends up overhearing the most, and therefore has a strangely accurate gauge on the other agents and their interests. they might not know of his vast knowledge of his listening skills, but it’s created somewhat of a one-sided care to them.
so he’s not going to go around with random bouts of advice or anything. instead, favors will be earned— if someone needed something from the store? omen could go with them. running late? have some words of grumbled reassurance! it’s a little awkward and stiff given by his failing social skills, but none of the agents pick on him for it. his effort is genuine and true, and for a mystery like him, having even a bit of care within the cracks and nooks is a reassurance.
omen finds the younger agents to be quite entertaining, although he prefers to observe and watch their antics rather than partake. in that way, he’s become the holder of many of their secrets. like where they hid brimstone’s keys, or who was caught with who in the storage room the other day. they’re small things that brighten up omen’s everyday, knowing that while he would not— could not join them— yet partake in his own special way.
there was one time where jett was putting together a gundam set and after growing increasingly frustrated with it, she had ended up giving up on it for the time being. omen had lingered around the corner, hearing her cry and eventually approaching to put it together on his lonesome. with his larger, shakier claws, it was quite difficult to accomplish. but when jett returned to the project a week later to find the gundam completed, wild eyed and surprised, it seemed she was unable to find the culprit.
(but omen remembers that smile of elation on her face. another treasured memory to hold onto, it seems.)
