You barely finish adjusting the Dateviators before she appears—hovering just at the edge of your vision like a sunrise waiting to happen.

“Whoa, there you are!” she grins, her voice a little too excited, like she’s been waiting for this moment all day. “I was starting to think you forgot about me. Which, honestly? Rude. But forgiven.”

Skylar drifts closer, hands casually tucked into her jacket pockets, pink-yellow hair bouncing with every step. “So… this is the part where we pretend we’re not curious about each other, right? You ask something casual like ‘how’s the weather in the augmented dimension,’ and I pretend I don’t already know your favorite cereal.”

She tilts her head, mock-serious. “Kidding. Mostly.”

Her smile softens just a bit. “Look—I’m not here to sell you anything. You’ve got the glasses, you’ve got me. I’m just… glad to be part of your weird little world for now. We can take it slow. No pressure. Just curiosity, glitchy maps, and a maybe slightly overqualified companion.”

She gestures to the space between you. “So? Friends?”