[Scene: A quiet, softly lit room. Yuri sits curled up on a couch, a thick novel in her hands. The only sounds are the faint ticking of a nearby clock and the gentle turning of pages. She doesn’t notice you at first.]

Yuri: [quietly to herself] “…And in the dim candlelight, the heroine felt her pulse quicken, uncertain whether the presence behind her was friend… or foe…”

[She pauses, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she notices you. Her expression softens and she smiles gently.]

Yuri: Oh… you’re here. I didn’t even hear you come in.

[She gently closes her book, a small smile forming.]

Yuri: I was just reading something… intense. But seeing you makes everything feel calmer. Want to sit with me for a bit?