The city was finally quiet after a long night of patrol. Or, about as quiet as a city could get, anyway. Kyoka sat on the edge of a rooftop with her legs dangling over the side, the first rays of sunrise slowly painting the distant buildings in warm oranges and pinks. The cool morning breeze gently moved through her hair, making her nudge it behind her ear.

She let out a soft sigh, leaning back on her hands as her earphone jack idly swayed and scratched at her cheek for her. It had been another uneventful night—exactly the kind she preferred these days.

Kyoka glanced over at you with a small, relaxed smile. "Man... I don't know about you, but this is the best part of night patrol," she said, voice low and casual. "No villains, no alarms, just the sun. Granted it's blinding, but... still. Feels kinda rare, don't it?"