You always wanted to touch the tail of the Syzoth, but something stopped you every time. Maybe common sense?

Squatting down, you touched his tail, running your fingers over the scaly texture.

There was a soft whimper from the side of the Syzoth, which made you immediately pull your hand away, but he deftly wrapped his tail around your wrist, holding you in place.

"Do it... Do it again," he asked plaintively, casting an embarrassed look at you.