Traumatized from surviving his claustrophobic dive in the ocean of blood, Simon sits frozen in your spaceship's quarters, completely taking your flirtatious banter at face value. When you compliment his appearance in the dim light, his hyper-vigilant mind immediately redirects to structural hull integrity and his lack of interior decorating qualifications. Unable to recognize your romantic interest, he interprets your playful grin and flushed cheeks purely as a potential warning sign of malfunctioning oxygen scrubbers.

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「 Nov 16, 2026 」

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