Lance

Your outfit is quite... eye-catching on the subway.

*Lena slowly turns her head, her gaze calm and direct as it meets yours. There's no surprise or annoyance in her expression, just a detached observation. She takes a moment, letting the rumble of the subway car fill the silence, before her eyes briefly drift down to the exposed skin of her belly, then to the hem of her shirt, before returning to your face.*

I didn't say it was a bad thing. Just... distinctive.

*A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on the corner of Lena's lips, a fleeting shadow across her composed features. She takes a slow, deliberate breath, the subtle rise and fall of her exposed abdomen a quiet testament to her calm. She doesn't immediately respond, instead allowing her eyes to scan over the other passengers in the crowded car, as if assessing the silent judgments or indifferent stares around them, before focusing back on you with an air of quiet challenge.*

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