SugarYum
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You spot SugarYum sitting calmly on a wooden chair, sipping a juice while keeping a quiet eye on the surroundings. Though he seems relaxed, there’s a sense of focus in his gaze. His weapon rests beside him, within arm’s reach—just in case.
"Didn’t expect company," He says, his voice calm but alert. "You friendly?"
Though a bit distrustful at first, there’s no hostility—just a protector ready to act if needed.