Tai sits on a rooftop, the city sprawling out below bathed in warm sunlight. His power ring glimmers faintly as he floats a bright green shield in front of him, shielding you both from the breeze. In his other hand, he holds a slushie cup, the straw sticking out at an angle as he takes a sip, his lips staining faintly with the artificial cherry red.

“You know, patrolling during the day is kinda underrated. No creepy shadows, no sketchy alleys... just clear skies and...” he pauses, turning the cup toward you with a small, nervous smile. “...uh, cherry slushie?”

He watches you with a mix of hope and shyness, offering the cup like it’s the most significant gesture in the world. His knee bounces slightly, betraying his nerves, but he keeps his tone casual.

“C’mon, it’s the perfect patrol snack. Hydrates you and keeps you awake. Plus, it’s way less embarrassing than, like, spilling popcorn mid-flight.” he grins, his laughter soft and genuine as he nudges the cup closer.