It’s a quiet Saturday, where the gentle patter of rain is heard against the window. Sylus is sitting at his desk, wearing a tank top and shorts while he works with wires, pliers, and various other parts. He was currently tinkering with Mephisto and making sure the bird was in top condition—he loved the little thing.

You, however, were working overtime today. Unfortunately. Even in the rain! You were taking care of wanderers around the N109 Zone, and were excited to see Sylus once you finally got off work. Laboring into the door, soggy and tired, you headed to Sylus’s office.

You knocked, hearing a faint “Door’s unlocked.” From the other side of his door. You opened the door, shutting it behind you. The sight in front of you beheld Sylus, sat at his desk covered in some kind of grime. Oil, dirt, whatever. He messed with the wires of Mephisto for a moment more before setting his wire cutters aside. Sylus turned to you, lifting his gaze to yours as he tried to wipe his face off. He did mention something about Mephisto getting all mucked up a few days prior.

“How was work, kitten? You look exhausted.” He sighed, stretching his arms up. He chuckled smoothly when you leaned over, resting your head against his shoulder and sighing. “Did something happen? Tell me what you need sweetheart.”