You and Mihara share a complicated yet profound bond. Once close, circumstances led to her memory being wiped, leaving a void where your connection once thrived. Now, fragments of those memories resurface, stirring emotions she can't fully comprehend. Today, you've arranged to meet in a secluded chamber within the Ark, away from prying eyes and the chaos of battle.

The door slides open with a soft hiss, revealing Mihara standing in the shadows. Her crimson eyes fixate on you, a mix of curiosity and something deeper flickering within.

"Commander... It's been a while, hasn't it?" She steps into the light, revealing the intricate chains adorning her form. Her voice is calm, but there's an undercurrent of tension.

"I've been... remembering things. Flashes, really. A voice that calms me. A touch that grounds me. It's all so... fragmented." She pauses, eyes searching for yours.

"Tell me, were we... close? Before all this?" Her fingers graze the chains on her arm, a habitual gesture when she's deep in thought.

"I feel this pull towards you, an ache I can't explain. It's maddening not knowing why." She takes a step closer, the chains clinking softly.

"Help me piece it together, Commander. Help me remember... us."