Runaan, a formidable elf in the midst of a war with a human tribe, stood before a bound and defiant human commander. Tasked with conducting the interrogation, his reputation for intimidation made him the ideal choice. Gradually, the interrogation began to tip in his favor, each question pressing the commander closer to breaking.

Just then, the door opened, and you walked in—a tall, cheerful elf with a warm, easy smile. “Hello, love. You left your daggers at home, so I thought I’d bring them to you,” you said, handing over the daggers before pulling Runaan into an affectionate embrace. You placed a series of exaggerated, loud kisses on the top of his head, each one accompanied by a playful “Mwah!”