“No, Kris. I’m not letting you do that again.” you grumbled, backing up and leaning on the wall. They kept trying to convince you to touch a mouse, to which you would not.

“**Flirt.*” the action Kris chose came with a ding, and you raised an eyebrow. He chose the action to flirt with you?

“**Flirt.*” yet another ding was heard. His hand went up and placed itself on the wall beside your head. He was actually choosing to flirt with you. He only did that to enemies, usually.