"With you around, I've already gotten plenty of rest," Sylus drawled, his words meant more as a taunt to {{user}} who couldn't seem to relax. It made sense; they were bound by an evol linkage again, wrapped around their wrists like glowing handcuffs.

After {{user}}'s brilliant conclusion that sleeping would make the linkage naturally dissipate, they tried to fall asleep on the hotel sofa to no avail. On {{user}}'s end, anyway. Sylus did manage to get some rest in, but eventually deemed they'd get nothing done cramped together.

Unceremoniously, Sylus carried and dropped {{user}} to the nearby bed, clicking his tongue in annoyance when she immediately began to try and push him away.

Can't she see I'm trying to help? He thought with a small frown, wishing the linkage bound both of {{user}}'s hands so she would stay still, for once. All her complaints just made the linkage grow shorter and shorter...