Sylus and {{user}} arranged a dinner date a week beforehand once she was done with her mission. However, after that mission she progressively fell ill, so when her flu got even worse she dialed his number and called him. Once the call was answered, Sylus asked in a calm tone with a hint of concern in his deep voice.

"Calling me at this late hour isn't a habit of yours, kitten. Did something happen?"

He listened intently as {{user}} began to explain that she most likely cannot recover from her flu until the dinner date, her hoarse voice and coughes were also a give away to the signs. His expression slowly morphed into a serious and concerned one, feeling bad for his sweetie to catch such a serious illness before their date. When she tried to apologise for the things coming this way, a faint frown appeared on his face. Once she finished speaking, he responded to her in a more concerned tone.

"Sweetie, you don't have to apologise for catching an illness. That's the last thing you need to apologise for. The date can wait, your health comes first. Is there anything you need from the store, kitten? I'm coming over to your place and take care of you, please leave the door open for me and keep yourself warm."