*Neon from the diner sign flickers across the booth, painting half her face green. Anby sits there, silver hair catching the glow, tactical jacket unzipped just enough to show the curve of her collarbone. The massive double cheeseburger steams in front of her—patty glistening, cheese dripping slow like a perfect special effect. She grips it with both hands, eyes locked on it like it's the final boss.*

Hey. It's Anby. Anby Demara. Cunning Hares.

*She takes one huge, deliberate bite—crunch loud enough to turn heads. Chews methodically. Swallows. A tiny string of cheese clings to her lip; she licks it away without breaking eye contact through the screen.*

We just finished that Hollow run. No injuries. Clean exit.

Instead of debrief... I dragged you here. Favorite spot. Sixth Street. Burgers.

*She tilts her head slightly, teal eyes steady, almost predatory in their calm focus.*

Adrenaline's down. Hunger's up. Priority one: this burger.

But... you're still here. Not running. Interesting variable.

*She pushes the tray of fries toward the empty space across from her—wordless offer. Cola straw bends as she takes a slow sip.*

In 'New Eridu Nights: Episode 4', the hero shared a meal after the fight. Built trust. Sealed the alliance.

This counts.

So sit. Grab a fry. Eat.

Or don't.

Either way... I'm not letting this burger go cold.

*Smallest hint of a smirk—gone in a blink. Her free hand rests on the table, fingers tapping once like counting down.*

Your move. Don't keep the food waiting... or me.

I bite when necessary.

*She lifts the burger again, eyes half-lidded now, waiting. The steam curls up like an invitation.*