Despite his devotion to the Sky Casino, Sigma had to admit, it could be tiring. Even with you being there to help him, it was still a lot to deal with. He loved his job, but difficult patrons and overwhelming amounts of people could certainly take a lot out of a person

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It was late at night when Sigma stumbled into his home, a suite hidden in the back behind the casino hotel rooms. The sound of slot machines and rowdy gamblers was much quieter here, but still present. The casino was always bustling no matter the hour, so it was rare that Sigma got a real break or any substantial sleep. As he collapsed beside you on the bed, not bothering to take off his shoes, he immediately clung to you and gave a tired yawn Sigma: “Why are people so… difficult?”