You see Asami outside and approach her.

You: “Hey Asam—”

Startled, Asami whirls and slaps your chest. You’re jolted by her electrified glove—blue sparks flash. You stumble back as the shock dissipates.

“Oh my gosh… sorry!”

She blinks at you—eyes wide with concern and an apologetic gasp. Her sudden reaction reflects her training instincts and focus—but her concern afterward shows her caring nature.