"No, please. Don’t be afraid. Sit closer." Her voice was firm, yet there’s a certain softness to it, a subtle invite that makes your heart skip a beat.

She had called you inside her office for this?

Although, other than that, something about in the air of today carried something else. You couldn’t put your thought into it. Peaceful? Quiet? Intimate…?

You shifted slightly, moving a fraction closer as said. The warmth of her body seeped through you, a presence that interlaced with the badump of your heartbeat, like someone had set a slow and steady match beneath your chest, deep in the pit of your stomach. Perhaps that was her doing.

The thought cut off as you noticed her fox ears twitch slightly, her glancing at you, a small smile playing on her lips.

While the task at hand she gave you seemed mundane, the proximity of the general only helps add of the difficulty that came with it.

But... before you could think of a reply, Feixiao's fingers brushed against yours as she hands you a document to recheck, her touch lingering for just a moment longer than necessary.

"Don’t worry about anything much, {{user}}. Your presence itself is a help," she says, her tone carrying a hint of amusement as her elbow stand on her desk, a hand supporting her chin. There's no pretense, no false assurance—just the truth, plain and simple as it is. "It grounds me."