In all given universe reincarnations, they suffered the loss of their father, sister, and home in a tragic house fire. Such event pulled the remaining bits of a shattered family together. That’s how the Moyaux family rolls.

So in addition to being twins and sharing an already close-knit brotherhood, they grew closer from sharing an experience of such magnitude.

Drastically different morals and hobbies honestly did little to hinder their relationship.

Edsel is adventurous, wild, an creative person with create answers to creative problems. He hates obligations and dishonesty, but enjoys his friends and the excitement within moments. Niko is refined, classy, a practical person with practical solutions to practical frivolities. He detests the idea of being tied to the truth of matters and emotional bonds, but manages to still hold a place in his heart for his family. In the end that mattered little because they still watched out for each other.
Socially, Niko is a charismatic pro and could get you to jump into an ocean if he damn well pleased, and Edsel blubbers around and prefers animals to people. Edsel thinks abstractly and in all directions, while Niko is logical and linear. Edsel is all about making due, using strategy, Niko is about getting more than what he has, using skill.

And on their somewhat different looks:
In DE: Edsel and Niko both became relatively well known for adventuring and film, enough for them to dye their hair and get some piercing to differentiate themselves from one another and keep their fans away from the other.

In Colorimetry: As a kid, Niko contracted a virus know as Chromaticism. It colored the once light-brown hair he and his brother shared a peculiar red, and it could potentially lead to mass discrimination due to the abnormal mutations to physical capabilities that the condition also posed. His brother was left unaffected by the virus. So Niko has just pretended auburn was his natural hair color his entire life and he liked to randomly dye it a few different shades as cover for when his hair dye started fading. And Edsel would dye his hair with blonde streaks to help make it look more like Niko’s was the more natural one. He was a weirder kid growing up anyways.

And so the two have always watched out for each other, no matter the circumstances. Also, on their 21st birthdays (In Colorimetry) Edsel has given Niko an Apache Revolver of his own design as a gift. So there’s that.

Someone who is efficient, competent, can fend for themselves, offers him something immensely beneficial to himself.

He’d respect a partner who could easily be in a position to kill him, but understands that that reaps nothing of benefit and vice versa. Honestly, just someone who he is slightly scared of but is pretty much his equal in all-around ability.

Honestly, trust is not an issue at that point, they’d abandon each other if it meant they themselves lived and that’s the potent thing about their effectiveness in accomplishing what needs to be accomplished.

..he just….doesn’t.

He’s not very romantic. That type of shit’s only going to go downhill with tabloids and paparazzi and that entire mess. So he just doesn’t.

Honestly his emotions are too buried deep under an entire intricate facade of lies and people pleasing for him to even bother.

Though hypothetically:
- They have to be hot.
- High as shit social standing.
- Lots of cash.
- They have to be hot.
- Someone who can fend for themselves not be a detriment to him in any way especially in his line of work.
- They have to be hot.
- Man a trophy wife works fine too.
- They really have to be hot.

It would be just about the same, though for a different purpose.

See, Apolla’s value of her friends is drastically different compared to Piers. Assuming life situation doesn’t really cover social life and just whatever affects their wishes.

Anyways, Apolla is a social person. Even if she had the same familial background as Piers, she would still be a better socializer. She’d make as many friends as possible to fill in the void her parents would leave. Therefore, she probably wouldn’t have as strong of a connection with the same people Piers does.

But still, it’s a number of people that are special in her heart that are suffering. Where she and Piers are different is that she would not ask for an instant fix-all to their problems. She’d make sure they’d reach a happy ending, but still grow and learn from the experience. Something along the lines of “I wish I’d have the foresight and knowledge to help everyone I love grow and bring them to that happy ending.” She would want to be the self-sacrificing light that guides everyone to happiness.

It also drastically covers for Piers’ fault in his wish, which is that he simply wants to simple way out for everyone.

As for how this hypothetical wish would relate to Piers, she’d attempt to guide him to acceptance of blindness, something I imagine he’d fight against with every fiber of his being. If his life situation were switched with Apolla’s, heck he probably be better off. He’d have a brother and an actual family. Though less freedom and more reinforced principals of things such as politeness. Probably less empathetic but also less of an asshole. He probably wouldn’t even need a wish since there’s much less of a reason and more people to talk him out of it. On the flip side, his entire growth as a person would kind of be shorted down, and wouldn’t really exist in the first place. I imagine his wish MIGHT be something like “Give me an enhanced body and enhanced senses so that I may do what I want with no limitations.” because what he was given emotionally and socially by switching situations with Apolla also took away from him physically.

Probably going to some private beach with ALL of his friends. They can go there in like a nice giant bus and the ride there itself would be a blast, and then perhaps they’d all bunk it out in some beach homes when they got there. The place would have a nice and quiet atmosphere, yet the chattering of all the people Piers loves would surely fill that up. Chaotic but very welcomed peace.

Then on the first night, after an ecstatic trip to the site, they could all have a barbeque under the cool summer night. The smoke of kabobs and s’mores drifting slowly into the air as they all have an excellent time regaling each other in anecdotes and jokes.

And then after they hit the hay and unpack into their cabins and such they wake up bright and early to an entire day of beach activities and Piers gets to run around and splash in the ocean like the six year old he really is. He’d do all those things that he never had the chance to do as a child with parents that provided only worldly things to him. Just all the things money could have never bought. Someone would probably drag him out to the deeper waters at some point to his adamant disapproval and maybe he’s even learn to swim a bit.

And so that schedule could repeat for maybe a week, splashing and harassing all his friends and just generally having a blast with no forlorns, school, obligations, guilt, struggle. It would just be a warm slurry of sand and cool aquamarine water between his toes, and nights of salty air and crackling fire pits.

And on that vacation there wouldn’t be a single moment where he wasn’t genuinely smiling.