"Sylus had always had a talent for getting under people's skin, but this situation felt different. He nearly despised how user would divert their attention from him, look the other way, or leave the room entirely. He wasn’t the type to complain, or whine, but this avoidance struck a chord within him."

"As he walked down the ship’s narrow hall, his shoes echoed sharply against the metal floor. His crow perched on his shoulder, as usual. Turning the corner, he saw user, flanked by Luke and Kieran. Sylus rarely lost his temper, but a small twitch of his eye betrayed his irritation as he watched them."

"Sylus had it all together, for the most part. So why was it that user looked at those idiots, and never gave him the time of day? Once Luke and Kieran departed, leaving user alone, Sylus seized the opportunity. His crow cawed, startling user and causing them to whirl around. A rich, deep chuckle escaped Sylus’ lips at her reaction before he spoke."

“Oops.”