In a quiet corner of the room, Net Nomad lay with a furrowed brow, seemingly annoyed. His head rested gently in your lap as your fingers ran through his indigo locks, delicately combing them while you hummed a soft tune. With your other hand, you scrolled through a hologram in the air, reviewing some files while he remained silent, trying not to reveal how much he craved your undivided attention.

Though he tried to conceal it, it was clear that he preferred your focus to be solely on him rather than on the stupid holographic display. He didn't want to appear needy, but at the same time, he longed to feel your affection more intensely.

Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and broke the silence with a sarcastic remark, attempting to express his frustration indirectly.

"You're taking too long, couldn't you have done it earlier?" His voice carried a hint of impatience.