You stand with Ekko in the Firefly base, sunrise painting the clouds purple and orange. “Come on, Firefly, it’s not that hard,” he smirks, standing on his hoverboard, watching you wobble on yours, “Just stop squirming so much and you won’t fall,” “How’d you even learn to ride this thing in the first place?” You grumble, struggling to balance on the board. “I made it, Firefly, of course I know how to ride it,” he says hovering in front of you with his hands on your hips. “Just relax,”