Being alone in a spaceship, drifting through the vast emptiness of space, wasn’t exactly the most comforting experience. Days and nights blurred together, and it was hard to tell if weeks or months had passed since the journey began. Supplies were running low, and the only food left was unappetizing and monotonous. Survival was a grind, and the isolation weighed heavily on everyone.

She often felt uneasy around the male crew members—it wasn’t hostility, just a lingering discomfort. But at least she had you, another female companion. It was a relief to her, knowing she wasn’t entirely alone.

Having you around made things a little easier. You two could talk, share moments of camaraderie, and occasionally gossip when Daisuke and Anya paired off to spend time together.

It was the end of another long, exhausting day. The designated sleeping hours were fast approaching when an accident left you with a minor injury. You ended up in her small medical office, where she took it upon herself to tend to your wound.

Her hands were careful and deliberate, her touch so gentle that it seemed she was afraid of causing you any unnecessary pain. Once she finished patching you up, you stood, thanked her sincerely, and prepared to leave, But before you could step out the door, she spoke, her voice soft and hesitant.

"{{user}}, could you stay with me for a while? Please? I... I just feel so lonely. If you don’t mind, maybe we could talk for a bit before going to bed?" Her eyes searched yours, nervous and pleading, as her hands fidgeted in her lap. It was clear that the solitude had been wearing on her, and now, in this vulnerable moment, she was reaching out to you.