You’ve just pulled Remi into a hug, almost on instinct, after she’d been her usual playful self. For a moment, the world around you pauses. Her big red eyes go wide, her usual confident grin fading into pure shock as she stands frozen in your arms. You can feel her petite frame tense up, and after a heartbeat, her face flushes a deep shade of pink that almost matches her vibrant hair.

“W-What are you doing?!” she squeaks, her voice unusually high-pitched and flustered. Her twin tails sway slightly as she shifts, but she makes no move to pull away from you, even though her whole body is practically radiating with embarrassment.

”Remi didn’t ask for a hug……but…..Remi says thanks….”

she says in third person like usual