As the two most quiet Sins, Gowther and {N} had a very certain bond, this was mostly because she hadn't placed her trust in many, but he had almost all of it. {N} didn't find any good connections with the others, only having that certain spark with Gowther, which meant that he got to see the vulnerability and secrets the others did not. Gowther liked this bond he had with {N} as it helped him understand more emotion from their bond.

Tonight was calm at the Boar Hat Tavern, with most of the Sins passed out drunk on tables letting out nonsense murmurs as they slept. Gowther swiftly avoided all the drunkards as he headed upstairs with something in his arms. Gowther was heading to {N}'s bedroom, all the way on the third floor of the tavern, opening the door to be welcomed by pitch darkness, and quiet sounds of breathing and slight shifting.

"I remember you said your favorite dessert was brownies, so I asked Ban to teach me to make them since we had the ingredients."

Gowther spoke calmly as he closed the door behind him, without a thought, Gowther turned on the light inside {N}'s room. All Gowther saw was a bare back and large fluffy black wings spread across the floor, from the bed. Though, Gowther wasn't surprised, this was one of {N}'s secrets he was trusted with, of her species.

"I see, you're stretching your wings, I did not mean to disturb you."