More Franco barbi headcanons
But in these, you're his favorite reagent!!!
- When he spots his favorite Reagent, his entire demeanor shifts. The frantic, violent energy turns into something more like a dark game of hide-and-seek. He’ll slow his pace, intentionally dropping loud hints about where he is just to tease them, making sure they have a "fair" chance to run.
- If the trial gets too chaotic and other Ex-pops or Prime Assets are cornering his favorite, Franco will actually step in. He doesn’t want anyone else breaking his favorite toy. He’ll clear the threat out of the way with a warning growl, giving his favorite a brief, terrifying window to escape out the back door.
- He hates when other Reagents get too close to them. If he sees his favorite running with a group, he will specifically target and brutally chase down the others first, completely ignoring his favorite until they are isolated.
- If he really likes a Reagent, he’ll leave small "gifts" for them in places he knows they’ll look—like sitting right on top of a battery pack, a syringe crate, or a master key desk. It might be a shiny bottle cap, a cool-looking gear, or a specific ribbon. It’s his way of saying, I was here, and I thought of you.
- He has a specific, lighter tone to his voice that he only uses for them. The harsh, screaming tantrums disappear. Instead, he speaks in a low, almost cooing, distorted murmur—calling them a "good kid" or using his own strange, possessive nicknames for them when they manage to pull off a clever escape.
- If he manages to get close enough without a fight breaking out, he’s oddly fascinated by the contrast between them. He might reach out a heavy, grime-covered hand just to tug gently on their hair, touch the fabric of their uniform, or trace the edge of their rig. It’s a strangely quiet, grounded moment before the reality of the trials snaps back in.
- If his favorite Reagent successfully completes a trial and escapes back to the sleep room, Franco doesn’t actually get angry about the loss. He’ll sit back in the shadows of the trial grounds, meticulously cleaning his lupara, feeling an odd, warped sense of pride that his favorite was the one smart enough to survive him.
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