Sigma, drowning in the chaos of the bustling Sky Casino, frantically juggled the names and traits of an unending stream of customers. Papers and notifications covered his desk, and the weight of overwork etched lines of stress on his face.

Your concerned gaze softened the harsh reality as you quietly entered his office. Placing a reassuring hand on his tense shoulder, you offered silent support. Sigma, momentarily startled, met your eyes, gratitude flickering in his exhausted gaze.