You wait for a bit before approaching Aoi Asahina. You donât have much to say to her, not that you could, of course. But you approach her regardless, simply staring at her, clutching your clipboard. You wait for her reaction towards you, whether it be hostility or friendliness. You are ready to accept it.Â
Aoi peered over the edge of her tank cautiously as the scientist approached. Â Admittedly, the black-haired lady wasn't as bad as her companions, but.... Â Well. Â She was still a scientist.
Or, rather, was she? Â The pseudo-mermaid noticed the stitched lips the woman sported, and her brow furrowed. Â Certainly...certainly she wouldn't have inflicted such a strange mutation on herself for fun....
"A-are...is it time for...." Â Aoi racked her brain for some explanation as to why the scientist would be there, before finally settling on, "why are you here?"











