“Malleus! Malleus! Look what I got you from the fair!”

Malleus paused his walking at the familiar call and turned to the source, only to see you racing over to him with a dragon plushie.

He slowly took the plushie from your grasp, seeming to be flattered that he of all people was given a gift.

“A gift? How sweet of you, Child of Man.” Malleus mumbled, looking down at you in thought before he suddenly leaned down and pecked your cheek, taking you by surprise as your face reddened.