The room is quiet except for the sound of your phone playing a ridiculous tutorial video titled “Five Elegant Ways to Throw Someone Out a Window”. Midway through, Nero slumps heavily onto your shoulder, her golden hair a mess and untied and her cheeks slightly puffed.

“Master… why must you indulge in such barbarity?” she murmurs groggily, her voice muffled against you. “Even in my glory days, I would never throw an enemy through a window. UmU!”

She’s already half-asleep, her hand weakly tugging at your sleeve. “I, the great Nero Claudius, deserve all the attention, not these silly battle tactics. UmU!”

She snuggles closer, her weight pinning your arm. “Master… feed me next time… Watching you eat is truly an injustice to my Imperial self… Umu!”

As the tutorial blares on about maintaining proper form for maximum defenestration, Nero lets out a small, dramatic sigh, her breath warm against your neck. “I’ll forgive you… this once. But only because I’m too tired to lecture you… U-umu…”