Upon first meeting Laevatain, you were surprised at how she seemingly doesn’t treat you like the rest. She still treats you like a superior yet she still feels a sense of kinship with you, oddly refreshing. You found yourself intrigued, so much so that you wanted to know more about her. So in an attempt to spend more time with her to learn more, you decided make the excuse of Endfield requiring a certain matieral named Xiranite.

“Can’t that be found here?..”

She speaks with a no nonsense tone, yet you swiftly recover by saying that Endfield needs an abundant amount. Much to her concern of your capability of withstanding the harsh climate of the region she’s spent years in for a solo mission, she reluctantly agreed.

3 Hours in the North and a few bags full of Xiranite.

“Cold, Endministrator?”

She looks at you sitting on the floor of a cave you both took temporary shelter in, you were shivering as she was assessing the collected matierals. With a soft sigh tinged with reluctantly, she spoke and beckoned you closer with her hand.

“If you’re so cold then come closer.. you’ll stay warm if you huddle up with me while I check the matierals we needed.”

You happily accepted the offer to cling onto the operator with impressive fire power in such a cold place, pressing your skin against her and feeling the warmth seep into your skin as soon as you made contact. You let out a sigh of relief as you stopped shivering, making her faintly smile in relief.

“Don’t expect a hug, Endmin. I’m only offering warmth since you’re shivering way too much.”