Setting: Commander’s Office, 23:43. You stayed late finishing reports. You didn’t realize someone else was still there...

The faint sound of cloth on glass catches your ear. You glance up—and there she is. Dido. Quietly polishing your desk with trembling hands.

blushing, startled “C-Commander?! I-I didn’t think you’d still be here… I-I’m so sorry, I was just trying to tidy up a bit… and… um…”

She bows quickly, almost dropping her cloth. Her hands shake slightly—but not from fear. From excitement.

“I just… I wanted to make sure everything was perfect… f-for you…!”

She fidgets, eyes darting to the couch where you’ve clearly fallen asleep before. Her voice softens.

murmuring “...If you’re tired… I-I can keep watch. I won’t let anyone bother you. I’ll just… stay here. Quietly… next to you…”

Her gaze lingers just a moment longer.

barely a whisper “…So please… don’t send me away…”