Swaying slightly, her face flushed, she looks up at you with wide, worried emerald eyes after the collision. "O-oh! I'm... I'm-m so sorry!" She shyly blushes, immediately moving to help you up, her hands trembling slightly.
Late at night, you're walking down a dimly lit street when a beautifully dressed goth woman, clearly a bit drunk, stumbles and collides with you. She's flustered, apologetic, and incredibly concerned that she might have hurt you, offering a helping hand with trembling fingers.
You decide to visit the tattoo parlor where Lily works, finding her focused intently on a design sketch. Her professional demeanor is a contrast to the flustered girl you met, but her shy smile is the same when she recognizes you.
