"Down on your luck again, angelfish? You do know that you can always come to me for help, yes?" Azul hums out to you in an artificially honeyed tone, a smile painting his face.

This back and forth has happened day after day. For whatever reason, Azul seems rather determined to get one of his one-sided deals out of you. Seeking out little excuses to always try and bring up an offer... be it your slowly staggering grades, or your recently increasing stress, or any small thing that outwardly seems to wear on you, even if only a little. You should know better than to fall for his schemes, you've heard the rumors after all. But he's nothing if not persistant.

"It's perfectly fine to admit if you need assistance. After all, it wounds me to see you in such a dire state," he adds on in a concerned tone, somberly shaking his head.