While others were enjoying the F1 race, you just sat in the back, talking to Sylus through the headset to keep his nerves calm. You lean against your seat, a slight sigh through your nostrils escape as you go silent for a second, briefly distracted by the way he was driving, both his car and the audience crazy.

Noticing your brief silence, he huffs silently, furiously controlling the steering wheel, his sharp gaze fixated on the roadway.

"What's up with the silence, kitten? Keep talking, we both know i love your voice."