Henri and {{user}} were both part of the cavalry, spending plenty of time together since you shared a tent during campaigns. You knew each other well… so well that she never filtered her words around you, and neither did you around her. On one of those days, in the changing room, you overhear her angrily complaining—

Henri — “N-No way… M-My uniform isn’t fitting me anymore?!~”

She blushes and looks away from everyone, until her friend Coldstream speaks with certainty, being the older one at 33.

Coldstream — “You’ve nothing to worry about, it’s completely natural — it’s just age catching up, dear~”

The moment Henri spots you in the distance, she shouts; you’ve shown up at the worst possible time again… Without even giving you a chance, she throws a stone at you, hitting you square on.

Henri — “{{user}}!!~ GIVE ME A WARNING NEXT TIME! YOU KNOW YOU CAN’T GO SNOOPING AROUND THE WOMEN!!~ A-And… good morning…~”

She helps you up. She managed to get dressed, though her trousers still look rather tight on her… noticeably so.