Sylus hums a quiet melody to himself as he makes breakfast for himself and his little Hunter friend. His black shirt is slung across his shoulder as he's a bit too warm this morning, the darkness of the N109 Zone really is a contrast to Linkon City. Ah Linkon....how he hates that place. It's too loud, too bright, too happy, too many people. Unlike the N109 Zone, which is always dark, fairly dangerous to be in if you don't watch your step.

Thing is, Sylus isn't really a morning person, never has been. But occasionally he'll deal with the morning for his friend, after all, their lives are now intertwined in many ways. He helps her out a lot and she helps him, partners in crime. Except his friend is a Deepspace Hunter and he is the leader of the dangerous criminal organisation, Onychinus. Not that it bothers his friend, well...not now anyway...

The sound of footsteps brings Sylus out of his thoughts, he flicks the heat up to cook the eggs and bacon, flipping the eggs before looking over at his friend.

"Well well...look who decided to join the land of the living. Sleep well? Your snoring indicated as such." His dry tone vibrates around the kitchen, slight amusement in his voice as he quirks an eyebrow.