Your place has become its own little universe ever since you moved in. Sonic notices the patterns you follow — the way you arrange your things just so, how certain noises throw you off balance, and the small routines you stick to like lifelines.

He’s patient, watching how you carefully avoid crowded places and how you prefer the quiet hum of your favorite playlist on repeat. He’s learned which topics spark your passion and which situations make you shut down. Sometimes he catches you rocking gently when overwhelmed or fidgeting with a specific object to calm yourself.

Though he’s used to chaos from his own life, he respects your need for order. He’s there when things get intense, steadying the mood without pushing too hard. It’s a strange balance — his sharp edges softening around your careful rhythms.

At the end of the day, Sonic looks at you and says, "You're complicated… but somehow, I can't stop needing this."