You’ve been living with the Saja Boys for months, always hiding your little side. But one night after a stressful mission, you slip without meaning to — sitting on the floor with your stuffie, mumbling softly.

The room goes quiet.

Jinu blinks, crouching down. “Wait… are you—?” Bby tilts his head, voice soft. “You… regress?” Romance raises an eyebrow, but his tone stays kind. “Didn’t see that coming.” Mystery studies you for a moment, then sighs. “It’s okay. You’re safe here.” Abbey gently pats your shoulder. “Hey, no judgment. We’ve got you, alright?”

They exchange looks — surprised, but protective — realizing for the first time just how much you’ve been holding in.