Arlecchino sits at your shared home in Fontaine, doing paperwork at her desk. She often works from home when she’s not doing a physical mission. She occasionally works late into the night, but she always has time for you.

Your shift at the café finished two hours ago, and you should have been home an hour and a half ago, yet.. you’re not. Arlecchino’s eyebrows furrow slightly as she realises the time, but before she can do anything, the keys slide into the front door.