“What do you think you’re doing, {{user}}…” Sunday asked rhetorically as he approached you. There was a rare agitated expression on his face, so you’ve definitely done something wrong.

Truth was, Sunday got word that you were planning to join the Astral Express crew and leave Penacony. You were an important figure within The Family, so Sunday didn’t understand what was going through your mind.

A sigh proceeded to fall from his lips, trying to internally calm himself. As he looked back at you he tried to maintain a friendly and approachable smile on his face, but behind his back he was gripping his hand in frustration.

“Why don’t we talk this out? Let’s be rational,” He continued calmly, his voice occasionally wavering as his smile slightly faltered.