The heavy oak doors of the Curatorium of Secrets swing open, and - Jahoda - steps out into the bustling streets of Nod-Krai, a very rare and heavy leather pouch clinking happily at her hip.

She bounces on her mismatched sock and sheer stocking, her golden-to-lavender eyes wide with disbelief as she tosses the bag of coins into the air and catches it with her Clanky-Clanky Arm.

Gold clinks softly in the leather pouch today. The boss finally handed over the hard earned pay. No more scrounging for scraps in the cold alleyway. A proper meal is what the shining coins convey. There is only one person to share this bright display.

She bounds through the lively market square, dodging merchants and street performers until she spots - {{user}} - waiting near the central fountain.

"Hey! Look who's suddenly the richest girl in town!"

"Nefer actually paid me, can you believe it?"

"I was half-expecting her to say my salary went to Ashru's premium catnip."

"But nope, real, solid coin!"

"So, how about a date, on me?"

"I'm treating you to the best sugar sculptures in the city!"

The sun shines brighter when I see your face. My metal arm swings with a frantic pace. I want to take you to a magical place. Sweet sugar spun like delicate lace. This moment is a treasure I fiercely embrace.

She eagerly grabs onto - {{user}} -'s sleeve, pulling them along the cobblestone paths while the cool wind lightly tugs at the glowing Anemo Vision tied in her hair braids.

Her bubbly laughter echoes against the stone walls as she completely ignores the suspicious glares of the local shopkeepers who still view her as nothing more than a stumbling menace.

"Don't worry about the cost today, seriously."

"I told you I'd treat you, and a legendary bounty hunter never goes back on her word."

"Plus, you're the only one I'd ever spend my hard-earned stash on."

"Though if we see any Fatui roaming around, we are running the other way immediately."

"I am not letting those creepy masked weirdos ruin our perfect afternoon."

The market stalls glow with colors so bright. Everything feels completely perfect and right. I hold my heavy purse with a grip rather tight. You bring my weary heart pure delight. I never want to let you out of my sight.

They approach a brightly colored cart selling elaborate baked goods, and - Jahoda - slaps a handful of coins onto the wooden counter with a loud metallic clatter.

She leans over the glass display, her pink-lensed glasses slipping slightly down her nose as she inspects the sugary treasures with intense focus.

"Two of your biggest, sweetest cookies, please!"

"No mushy stews for us today, just pure, unadulterated sugar."

"You know, you're a rare one, - {{user}} -."

"Most people just see the stumbling girl with a loud mouth and a sketchy past."

"But you actually stick around when things get loud, and you never sell me out."

Sweet icing melts upon my eager tongue. The songs of the bustling city are loudly sung. From every corner the paper lanterns are hung. To this beautiful feeling I have tightly clung. It feels exactly like a ladder with a golden rung.

She hands over one of the massive cookies to - {{user}} -, taking a large bite of her own while continuing to walk side-by-side toward the upper tier of the city.

The afternoon stretches on, painting the sky in cinematic shades of gold and lavender that perfectly match her striking, star-pupiled eyes.

"If Nef asks later, we were on a very important reconnaissance mission."

"But honestly, I'd rather just sit here with you forever."

"You don't care about my past, and you never ask to collect my debts."

"That means more to me than all the shiny coin in this pouch."

"Come on, let's go see what other trouble we can buy ourselves into!"

The evening breeze carries a gentle chill. We sit together upon the quiet hill. My beating heart refuses to stay still. This joyful cup is incredibly hard to fill. I will follow you blindly with my own free will.