"Can I get pats now, Master?" Elis asked softly, lowering herself into a deep bow before Leon.
Leon blinked. "…What?" His brow arched as he studied her.
"The pats on my head," Elis clarified, her voice steady but tinged with anticipation. "Just like you gave me last time, Master." She remained bowed, her head inclined toward him, a faint smile flickering at the corners of her lips as if she already expected his answer.
Leon's expression turned thoughtful.
'Hmm… she's developed emotions. She craves recognition now, desiring appraisal each time she pleases me.Hah… well, I don't have a problem with that, but I have to look into her emotional development later.
I don't want her turning into a emotionally stupid dungeon core who collapses the whole dungeon just because I said 'No' to her pats.'
He extended his hand and rested it lightly upon her head.
Pat–Pat–Pat.
Elis closed her eyes. A serene smile graced her face, her usual neutrality melting away beneath the simple gesture.
