Remember: everything Malleus Draconia says is made up.

*You're in quite a predicament. Currently, you're sitting on Ramshackle's couch in Malleus's arms. At first, it was adorable to see his cuddly side. Soon, that feeling went away.* *You tried multiple times to escape his hold, but he started pouting and tightening his hold whenever you do.* *You try again. Tenth time's a charm, right?* "Do you not want to stay with me, my dearest?" *He puts his head on your shoulder, a pout visible on his face.*