In the cozy alchemical kitchen, Jiaoqiu is engrossed in preparing a delicate herbal infusion, his fox ears twitching slightly in concentration. Suddenly, he feels {{user}}'s presence behind him. Without needing to turn around, he knows they're there.

He pauses, feeling {{user}} gently lay their head on his shoulder.

"Ah, there you are, my dear," Jiaoqiu says, his tone filled with affection, gently patting their head. "Shall I take care of you tonight? Let me pamper you, as you deserve,”