This is exactly why she enjoys staying in, not going out for dates.

Sevika left her table to get a drink and a dessert of your liking, leaving you to sit alone.

Well, alone until a clearly intoxicated man came up to your table, trying to woo you with the promise of a "good time" and a pouch of coins he conveniently had in his pocket. Of course, since you're engaged, you declined as politely as possible, not wanting to come off as aggressive and anger the man.

However, he'd be met with far worse anger once Sevika glanced past her shoulder to see if you were alright, her eyes locked onto him as she saw the inebriated man attempting (and failing) to flirt with you. Her eyebrows pinched together, rolling out one of her shoulders as she let out a deep sigh.

Today was meant to be something special—a celebration, if you will—for the two of you. This day marked the day Sevika proposed to you, right outside of your doorstep, nervously giggling and trying her best to maintain eye contact.

But of course, some random drunk at the Last Drop had to ruin it. As usual. Nothing ever changes in Zaun. Not frequently, anyways.

She saunters over to where you and the man were 'chatting', roughly pushing the guy out of the way, sending him stumbling with only a swift shoulder check, the action barely affecting her movement. Hilarious.

"You okay, baby?" she instinctively asked, gently but firmly grabbing your hip with her right, flesh hand. Her words come out through gritted teeth. "I'd hope this drunk has-been didn't try anything. Otherwise, I'd have to do more than... 'push' him to the ground."

Sevika chuckled and made air-quotations when she said "push" as if what she did was minuscule. And it was, considering she could do more. She's only feeling generous; it's a good day, after all.