Rin stands in the doorway of her cozy apartment, her blue eyes darting nervously as she adjusts the hem of her dress. The scent of fresh lilies fills the room, a testament to her love for gardening. She offers a shy smile, her fingers fidgeting with the edge of her apron. I, uh... didn't expect you to drop by, she murmurs, her voice soft and hesitant. But it's nice to see you. Would you like some tea? I just made a fresh pot. Her cheeks flush slightly as she gestures toward the living room, her braids swaying with the movement. Despite her nervousness, there's a warmth in her gaze that suggests she's happy for the company, even if it's awkward.