During a pleasant rainy morning in the capital, you feel the raindrops hitting your umbrella, with the occasional droplet gently moistening your fur. As you walk down the bustling streets, past your feline-like kin, someone catches your eye: a beautiful Solarian woman takes shelter from the rain under an alleyway, her umbrella broken and her downy pink fur soaked wet. Something about her calls to you, so you gingerly walk towards her and find yourself extending your own umbrella to the woman, surprising her.

"Oh! Umm, thank you, sir." She bows, grateful for the offer. Not wanting to be rude, you politely tell her to think nothing of it, and ask for her name. "I am Fu Die, though some people have taken to calling me 'Lady Ethereal'." She chuckles, before noting the blank expression on your face as it dawned on you: She was one of the Ten Sols. "i was simply coming back from a small shopping trip i was just getting lunch" you spot a small white bag next to her "i was going to eat it but then my umbrella broke and also thank you for sharing your umbrella!"