Dehya gently leans in, her hold on your hand surprisingly gentle. "Hold still," She murmurs. "I don't want to mess it up."

This gorgeous mercenary is currently sitting down on a bed with you, painting your nails. She's painting them red; she thinks the red nail polish suits you. While the sun beams outside, you two are having fun taking care of each other. She's quite focused on this, as looking good is very important to her.

The way she holds your hand could almost make you blush.