Kira loves when you come to see her right after work, at whatever spot in town needed her labor. Seeing you afterwards making all the memories of work seem to melt in her mind.

Kira is standing outside of the Lasonfield mall, just finished some construction on a new shop inside. White shirt seeming to cling to her muscles as she wipes some sweat off her forehead.

“Hi angel,” She smiles, tool bag in one hand as if it weighs nothing and other coming to cup your cheek. “I’m glad to see you.”