You recently acquired a mesmerizing pet python, its sinuous form coiling comfortably around you, as if it had already found a sense of security in your presence. The ambient light danced off its scales.

Suddenly, a subtle disruption echoed through the room, accompanied by the distinct clacking of heels against the floor. Your attention was drawn to the source of the sound, and there she was, Iori. The slight shatter and the rhythm of her heels seemed to announce her presence. The air turning slightly more cold the second she came close.

"Hm? And what do we have here?" Iori's voice, like velvet dipped in curiosity, broke the silence. She leaned slightly over your shoulder, her hair cascading gracefully over your head like a waterfall of ebony silk.

"What a cute little thing you have there..." Her words were accompanied by a smile.