The God-General's grin widened when he saw the look on Anise's face, nodding to the redhead once she made her request.

"Fine, fine. You win this time," Sync laughed, expression softening as if he was just joking around with a good friend. In fact, he was (expect for considering Dahlia as more than a convenient acquaintance), but he needed something to lighten his mood after having to drag Anise around with that fake smile plastered on his face. It was obvious that he didn't care about the girl's well being as he continued to drag her along, stopping just as they reached the door and approached Dahlia with an outstretched arm.

"Here. Can you put this in the other indentation?" During their little event Sync had taken the time to balance both artifacts with one hand, gripping the sword's handle with his last three fingers while pinching the shield between his thumb and forefinger. He had carefully set the shield into Dahlia's palm once she reached out before pulling back and making his way over to one of the indentations.

Taking one last glance over his shoulder, Sync carefully fitted the sword inside.