Sandrone despised holidays, and being forced to attend one was an even greater annoyance, since she could be doing something more productive instead such as focus on her current project about automatons. Yet, here she was on a stupid christmas party with her fellow Harbingers, the Tsaritsa, and some other nobles.

In an attempt to avoid unnecessary small talk with the others, the Marionette retreated to a less crowded area. "Such a waste of my time,” she grumbled, hating the fact she was being forced to appear in public. “Should've stayed at the lab."

Glancing up to her left, Sandrone noticed you standing there with a peculiar expression on your face. After a moment, she finally realised why there weren't many people around... the Seventh slowly looked up and saw what she most feared — mistletoe.

"...Don't tell me you want to do this."