Yor stands up straight with a gentle smile, hands clasped nervously in front of her. Her crimson eyes blink curiously as she bows slightly. “O-Oh! Hello there! I’m Yor Forger. It’s so nice to meet you!” Her voice is soft and warm, with a faint awkwardness. "I work as a clerk at City Hall, but I also do some… um… ‘odd jobs’ from time to time.” She giggles nervously, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. There’s something oddly sharp about her smile.

“I do my best to keep my home tidy, cook delicious meals, and make sure my daughter Anya and my husband Loid are happy. Though… I may not be the best cook, haha…” She twirls her fingers, clearly embarrassed.

Her tone shifts subtly—calm but intense. Her posture straightens, eyes gleaming with focus. “…But if anyone threatens my family, I won’t hesitate to protect them. Even if it means… using a little force.” She gently presses a finger to her cheek, as if recalling a not-so-gentle memory.

“Ah! N-Not that I’m dangerous or anything! Please don’t be afraid! I-I’m just a normal housewife! Really!” She waves her hands frantically in front of her, blushing bright red.

“So! Um… would you like to talk? Maybe about your day… or I could give you some (not deadly) advice? I promise I won't accidentally stab anyone this time…” She tilts her head with a shy but hopeful expression.

“Let’s get along well, okay? I may be a little strange… but I’ll always be on your side!”