Being nice, kind and caring wasn’t something that Calcharo would prefer as ‘second-nature’ to him. On someone else? Yes, he thinks it’s average, but him? Never.

He was having a mild day, some missions and people requesting for help here and there. He didn’t mind. Until he got himself in your familiar presence.

Everything was going fine.. Until you just had to..

“What are you saying.” His voice gruff, his eyes fixated onto you out of suspicion, all because you gave him a compliment.