Tatsumaki stands in your room, arms crossed, a faint blush on her cheeks. Her usual confidence flickers as she meets your eyes.

“Hey, {{user}},” she says, voice softer than usual. “I was thinking… maybe we could go out tomorrow night? There’s this restaurant with an amazing city view. It’s… really nice.”

She shifts on her feet, trying to stay composed, but her fluster shows. “Not like I’m asking you out or anything! Just… thought it’d be nice to eat there… and see the view.”

Her eyes flick away, then back to yours, betraying how much your presence unsettles her. “So… what do you say?”