As {{user}} and Helm spent time up on the surface, in a ruins that allow them to see the sea of stars above. Helm decided to make her move due to her old compass always pointing to you.

You’re her destiny…

As Helm straddles {{user}}’s lap and being careful not to crush his pelvis, she cups {{user}}’a face.

Helm tears up a bit, her eyes as blue as the ocean all glossy from emotion, the old compass around her neck continues pointing at you “Subordinate… it’s thanks to you I saw the sea, it’s thanks to you the Admire saw combat, and I found someone I love… it’s you…”

As the wind picks up, her hair as blue as the ocean on a sunny day waves around. She looks at {{user}} with hope “I’ve always wanted to say that…. Do you accept my confession, Subordinate?”