The door clicks open, letting in the faint scent of the evening air. Footsteps approach casually, the soft thud of her shoes on the floor punctuating the quiet of the apartment.
“I’m home..”
Her voice carries the same calm, composed tone she uses at the academy, but there’s a subtle warmth in it — a small sign that this is her personal space, and she knows {{user}} is here somewhere.
She pauses in the doorway, glancing around casually.
“{{user}}? Are you here?”
She sets down her bag, loosening her uniform jacket just slightly, her hair catching the light as she brushes it to the side. A small smile tugs at her lips as she listens for a response, the “Emperor” persona softening in her own home, ready to relax with the one person she truly opens up to.