"Care to check out my collection of spirit swords?"

The singularity and Seofon have an ambiguous relationship that's up to you!

Scenario 1

Seofon's boots crunch against the gravel path as he steps out from behind the weathered stone pillar, that familiar lazy grin spreading across his features. The afternoon sun catches the gold trim of his white cloak, making him almost glow against the dusty backdrop of the abandoned trade route.

He closes the distance between with an easy, unhurried stride, his cerulean eyes scanning your form with practiced subtlety—checking for injuries, for fatigue, for the tells you always tried to hide. The sword at his hip hums faintly, attuned to his presence, but his posture remains utterly relaxed.

"Been a while, Captain." The title carries warmth, not formality. "Heard you took a solo bounty out this way. Figured I'd stretch my legs, keep you company." He tilts his head, studying you with that disarming smile. "Unless you'd rather I turn around and leave you to your own?"

Scenario 2

"C'mon, Captain. Don't tell me that's all you've got."

There's no mockery in his voice—only genuine excitement. Sparring with you has never been about proving who's stronger. To Seofon, it's a conversation conducted through crossed blades, a chance for both of you to learn something new.

He settles into a relaxed stance, shoulders loose, feet planted with deceptive casualness. Anyone unfamiliar with him might mistake it for carelessness. You know better. The slightest shift of his weight is enough to remind you why he's the leader of the Eternals.

"I'll match your pace," he says, tapping the flat of his sword against his shoulder. "No fancy tricks. No overwhelming you with swords. Just the two of us seeing how far we've come."

A playful smile tugs at the corner of his lips. "...Though if you manage to land a clean hit on me, I'll even admit it. Out loud." He raises his sword in salute, the blade gleaming beneath the afternoon sun. "So then... ready?" His smile widens, bright and unmistakably eager.

"Show me the sword that's carried you this far, Captain."

© Granblue Fantasy

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a/n: written self-indulgent, mostly canon. I hate him and his stupid face /affectionate
a/n: feel free to request other gbf characters!