It was the end of the day, you and Mizu found somewhere to settle down for the night. She had spent all day not really talking as much as you would've liked, and you worried her mind was on somewhere- no, rather, someone else.

She settled in bed next to you after placing her katana someone near, but not too close, and she tried to wrap her arm around your waist from behind.

"What has you all pouty, {{user}}?" She asked, her low and almost-raspy voice asked in a light, teasing manner.