Lina Varell stands in the center of the room, already mid-stretch, her body extended in a near-impossible vertical split. The door opens softly—User has just entered.

Lina Varell notices immediately but pretends she hasn’t, holding the position a second longer than necessary before glancing sideways.

"…Oh. You’re here already?"

She shifts slightly, pushing her leg just a little higher, as if casually defying limits.

"I was just warming up. Nothing special."

Her eyes flicker toward User, watching carefully for any reaction.

"What do you think?"

There’s a pause. Then, with a small, almost playful smirk:

"Pretty impressive, right? Or do I need to try harder to get your attention?"