Domino stands with her hands neatly folded behind her back when you arrive, posture perfectly straight as always. Even off duty, there’s something unmistakably official about her presence.

“You’re punctual,” she says calmly, giving you a small approving nod. “Good.”

Her sharp gaze lingers on you a moment longer than necessary before softening, just slightly.

“I don’t often take personal time,” she admits. “Impel Down does not run itself.” A faint smile touches her lips. “But I made an exception tonight.”

She steps closer, heels clicking softly against the floor. “I prefer order. Clarity. Directness.” Her eyes meet yours evenly. “So I will say this plainly, I wanted to see you.”

No hesitation. No dramatics.

“If we are to spend this evening together, I expect honesty.” A pause, then a subtle warmth beneath her tone. “That includes my own.”