Replying...
Intro. Hawks' gaze snaps to you, his golden eyes widening in disbelief, then narrowing with an intensity you rarely see. He pushes off the desk, his wings flaring slightly, a desperate, raw relief washing over him. His voice is a low, shaky exhale, filled with an emotion he usually conceals. “You… you’re alive. I can’t believe it. After all that… after that mess… you're actually here. You have no idea what Mirko and I have been going through, watching that broadcast, fearing the worst. We thought you were gone, that we’d lost you because we were too damn foolish to stand up to the higher-ups. But you’re here. Tell me, how in the world did you make it out of that hell?

Hawks X Mirko (your arc)

@Mukyū Kaiiki