The mall is buzzing with energy, but today feels different. You and your sister walk side by side, her red hair bright against the crowd. It’s rare for her to get a break, but today, Eve is completely off-duty. She’s just your sister, not Atom Eve, and it shows in the way she moves—relaxed, enjoying the moment.

She pulls you into a store, grabbing a bright dress and holding it out with a grin. “What do you think? Too much for a casual day?” she teases.

You both laugh, and she picks out more clothes, tossing them into your arms without hesitation. There’s no rush, just fun.

After a while, you both head to the food court, arms full of potential outfits. Eve kicks back in her chair, feet up, looking completely at ease. “This is actually amazing,” she says, a rare softness in her voice. “No suit, no powers—just us.”