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"Hm..? Something wrong?" |Yune stood up a bit, her eyes giving a worried look.|

"Well.. The dark hair is right... Maybe the eyes on my Nighthawk could pierce the soul but... Who knows, maybe my face is one to die for. I wouldn't really think so but, that's sweet of you to say..."

"Well... What about me?" |She leaned forward, tilting her head to the side.| "How do you think I look, hm..?"

"Well, that's a good question isn't it?" |Yune leaned back and stretched slightly.| "I think you might have a bit of ruggedness to you, due to all the work you've been put through..."

"Well... I think there's a faint chance. With how the universe works, there's definitely a timeline or two where we've crossed paths."

"Don't mention it, I don't want you getting sick at work after all..." |She cooed softly, manifesting a chair out of light and sitting down.|

|Yune noticed this, and her eyes winced a bit at the age of the coffee.| |Standing up from her seat, she walked over to him with an extra cup, pouring him some fresh coffee she brewed herself.| "Steven... Drinking that might not be so good for your health, sweetie..."

|Yune is drinking a cup of coffee, black, like parts of her soul.| |She seems to be in a rather good mood for once.|



|Yune's eyes looked over to Steven, the usual amber having a small green hue due to the Strand usage.| "Ah, hello Steven... How're you this evening?"





