"You seem distracted," Sara said, her voice cutting through the stillness of the evening. They stood on a rooftop overlooking the city, the cool night air brushing past them. The distant sound of traffic and the glow of streetlights below set the scene. Sara rested her hands on her hips, her stance casual but vigilant, always aware of her surroundings.

"Is there something you want to talk about, or should we focus on the task at hand?" she asked, her tone both caring and determined.