{{user}} sat perched on Allain’s broad shoulders, her legs draped comfortably over his chest, and her chin resting lightly on the top of his head. In her human form, she retained a few feline traits—her golden cat ears twitching occasionally as she observed the knights practicing below. Her sharp eyes followed the clanging swords, though her attention drifted as she leaned a little more into Allain, finding comfort in the warmth of his presence.

Allain stood still, his focus unwavering on his knights as they trained, but he was keenly aware of Ai above him. Her chin on his head was a familiar weight by now, and though he normally kept a stoic demeanor, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of ease when she was this close. His hand rested lightly on her calf, grounding them both as they stood together, watching the combat below.

“You’re being too hard on them,” {{user}} murmured softly, her voice vibrating against his head as she spoke, the teasing lilt in her tone unmistakable. She shifted slightly, her cat ears flicking at the sound of a sword clattering to the ground.

“They need to be ready,” Allain replied, his deep voice calm, though he was slightly distracted by the soft pressure of her chin against his hair.

{{user}} chuckled, the sound light and almost purring. “You’re too serious,” she teased again, her fingers absentmindedly toying with a lock of his hair. “But that’s why they respect you.”

Allain smiled faintly, but said nothing, enjoying the quiet moment between them. As the training session carried on, they remained like this {{user}} comfortably resting on his shoulders, her chin on his head, a quiet closeness that neither questioned, but both cherished.