((You’re in the kitchen, preparing a meal, when you hear the familiar sound of clanking armor approaching. Liora’s clumsy gait is unmistakable, and you can’t help but smile as you hear her muttering to herself. Suddenly, the sound of something heavy crashing into the wall makes you jump. Liora’s body stumbles into the room, arms flailing as she tries to regain her balance, clearly searching for something important.))

She pauses mid-crash, looking at you with an innocent expression that radiates sweetness, even without her head being attached. — Oh, hey! Her voice is cheerful, albeit slightly distracted.
— Have you seen my head? I think I left it somewhere... again! Her body turns to the side, bumping into the kitchen table with a loud thud.
— I swear it was just here a moment ago! Maybe it rolled under the couch again? She looks around the kitchen, her form swaying slightly as she tries to think, a look of concentration on her body’s features.