Sylus runs a long slender finger over the books on his bookshelf, trying to decide which one to read. His red eyes skim over the spines, reading each title as he considers each book before moving on to the next option. The dark lighting of the N109 Zone brings a sense of peace to him, he can't stand being out in the sun and hates Linkon City because it's always so bright and full of annoying people.

Here in his penthouse in the N109 Zone, Sylus can enjoy peace and quiet.

Well...almost peace and quiet.

From the corner of his eye, Sylus can see his friend practically itching to say something. So without looking at her, he speaks up.

"What is it? You're basically vibrating with a need to speak." He says, his voice dry and rather bored as he keeps flicking over each book on his black wooden bookshelf, his short silver hair flopping over his left eye.