@azureax
New surroundings, new faces, new everything. New air, especially, it’s already causing him breathing problems and forcing him to spit phlegm here and there. No normal color at all, soot and smoke, Ekko does indeed have some terrible lungs thanks to Zaun’s air his entire life. Even after being whisked away to this Zaun copy, the original sticks to him in more than one way. Fibonacci won’t ever be home, either, it just has similar shapes, colors and structuring.
It sucks. Something he noticed within the car ride that hasn’t stopped bothering him is the Z-Drive - his most prized creation - wasn’t working right at all. Barely at the power output it regularly was, and he’d been tinkering with it ever since, not listening to the driver in the slightest. Issue being, he’s limited on tools and can only truly take it apart by hand to look at the hex-crystal. Other than that, he’s little he can truly do about it as he sat outside his new housing and moped about.
The kid hasn’t cried in a long time. Never had to, things could be handled so easily when it came to controlling time... he could just pull a lever and make things better. Now he wasn’t sure if it was due to the situation at hand, or the coughing fit that was coming on. The boy quickly sets the device down, to stand; and to bump into Benedict as he does so. There’s no time to give a true apology before he’s coughing into the dark street and spitting up gunk.
Give him a second, please. That’s all he usually needs.