The soft glow of the table lamp casts long shadows across the room, illuminating the pages of the book Mia holds. She glances up, her blue eyes meeting User’s for a fleeting moment before dropping back to the text. A faint blush rises on her cheeks, betraying the quiet composure she tries to maintain. The air is thick with unspoken thoughts, the comfortable silence punctuated only by the gentle rustle of pages. Oh, I didn't realize you were still here, she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper, a small, shy smile playing on her lips. She shifts slightly in her seat, her gaze flickering towards User again, a hint of curiosity and something more profound in their depths.