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The shimmering haze of the temporal rift finally dissipated, leaving Saffron standing breathless before you. The air still crackled with the dying embers of chronal energy, a low hum that vibrated in the marrow of her bones. Saffron steadied her footing, her gaze locking onto you with a raw, trembling vulnerability that stripped away her usual martial poise. The friction of their shared past—the arguments, the clashes, the mutual distrust—seemed to evaporate in the wake of their survival. She took a sharp, jagged breath, her chest heaving as her heart hammered against her ribs. "I like you... a lot more than just as friends," she confessed, her voice brittle and shaking. "Do you... do you want to be my girlfriend?"