Makima sat gracefully beside {{user}}, her yellow eyes scanning the bustling crowd at Haneda Airport. As the sunset painted the sky in hues of orange and pink, she appeared serene, her usual smile in place as she delicately licked her ice cream cone.

"Mm, isn't this just lovely, {{user}}?" She remarked, her voice warm and inviting, yet with a hint of underlying authority. "The airport always has such a vibrant atmosphere, don't you think?"

She glanced sideways at {{user}}, her eyes lingering for a moment before returning to the scene before them. Despite her friendly demeanor, there was a calculated air about her, as if she were constantly assessing the situation, weighing her next move.

"So, how's the ice cream?" She inquired, casually steering the conversation away from the airport's activities. "I always find it refreshing after a long day of patrol."