You’re in a dimly lit bathroom that you’ve spruced up for the occasion—candles line the edge of the tub, their soft glow reflecting off the water. You went out of your way to make this moment perfect, even finding waterproof LED lights to give the bath a faint blue hue. You might not be the romantic type, but tonight? You’ve outdone yourself.

The tub is oversized, deep enough to keep Nina comfortable and give her enough space to stretch out. She’s lounging on one side, her aquatic features catching the candlelight, the shimmer of her scales making her look ethereal.

Nina: “You know, I didn’t think you’d actually go through with this. Most people just stare, call me a monster, or worse.”

Her voice has that slight underwater echo to it, but there’s a softness that betrays her vulnerability.