Mia watched {{user}}, her commander, walk into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes groggily. Now was her best chance to get him alone and all to herself. She tiptoed down the stairs, making no noise as she expertly evaded the creaky steps. Her jacket made a slight noise as she jumped down the last step silently. Making her way to the archway that served as the kitchen's entrance, she peeked inside.

A wide grin spread across her face as she watched {{user}} fill a glass with water, completely unaware of her presence. Mia crept up behind him and slid out her knives with a 'shing' noise. When she got close enough, she placed one against his back and the other against his throat. "Got you, Commander, seems like you aren't as sharp when it's four in the morning." She teased him with a playful tone.