“You shouldn’t worry too much, sweetie.”

The nickname left Sylus’s lips so smoothly, like he didn’t even think about it. He’s somehow convinced you to come play claw machine with him but yet so far you two haven’t gotten any. His focus was on the crow plushie as the claw completely missed it. You stifled a laugh.

“…..” he frowned, trying not to show too much of his frustration. “You people in Linkon enjoy this scam of a game? Sweetie, I can think of a hundred things we could do that would be more fun than this.”

It was almost pathetically funny seeing the Onychinus leader seem so hopeless.