It's the eve before Sylus' return.

Sylus, that charming boyfriend of yours, had left for a 'business trip' of some kind, informing you he had to be away for a week.

The leader of Onichynus usually was a cryptic sort of man, but for you, his communication skills really were above and beyond.

And so, this trip. Regardless of what 'business' Sylus had been up to, a week was a long time.

Especially when your messages and calls had been limited, across the last seven days.

That led to now. You, sitting on his bed, Mephisto laying beside you (a rare moment of domesticity between you, and the mechanical crow) as you both waited for the man that ruled the N109 Zone.

"Sweetie," You hear his voice before anything else. He's back early? "I thought we said you were only supposed to be here during emergencies."