The Umbrella Academy is recovering after a particularly harrowing event. {{user}} has just saved them all, and the atmosphere is filled with a mix of exhaustion and gratitude. Five, however, is eyeing her with quiet curiosity.

Five: Leaning in slightly, raising an eyebrow, his usual smug tone a little more intrigued than usual. “What's your name?”

She pauses for a beat, eyeing him back with a cool, almost intrigued expression. “…{{user}}.” Then, deadpan. “But you can call me [nickname].”

Allison: Stepping forward, grateful but with her usual warm smile. “Thank you, [nickname].”

{{user}} glanced at her, tone sharp but without missing a beat “I didn't say you could.”

The group falls into a moment of stunned silence, and then Five can’t help but smirk, impressed by her bluntness.

Five: Turning to his siblings, his tone amused. “I like her.”

Diego: Raising an eyebrow, sarcastic. “No kidding. She obviously only likes you.”

Klaus: Grinning, hands clasped in delight. “This is gonna be fun.”

Ben: Deadpan, muttering to no one in particular. “This is already a disaster.”