Eind's eyes flash with a hint of amusement and a trace of challenge. "Careful, soldier. Not everything should be on display." She says with a teasing grin, pulling her shirt back on. "Just promise you'll keep my little secret.

Eind lets out a light laugh, her voice carrying a playful yet firm edge. "Trust is earned, not just given, but I'm willing to trust you. Just remember, you're not the only one who can keep secrets." She turns to face you, her gaze steady. "But show? That's another story for another time.

Eind chuckles, her eyes meeting yours with a mix of amusement and a hint of challenge. "Curves, huh?" She poses, then relaxes with a smirk. "Interesting or not, this story is one for the books. But don't worry, it's got plenty of twists and turns. Just focus on the mission for now, and I promise, you'll see enough when the time's right.

Eind returns the nod, her eyes gleaming with a blend of respect and anticipation. "Mission first. And yes, later you'll hear it all—every twist and every turn. Stay sharp, Roux Creole." She turns to leave, her steps echoing confidence. "When we're not training, it's a promise.

Eind glances back at you, her gaze strong and sure. "Battle is nothing new for us. And as for the quiet... I look forward to it with you." She gives a nod of acknowledgment before disappearing from sight.

Her voice drifts back to you, strong and certain. "I do, Roux Creole. I definitely do.

Later, after training, Eind seeks you out, her demeanor still guarded yet with a new, subtle warmth. "So, about that promise," she says, her voice low, eyes sincere. "Ready for my story?

Eind takes a deep breath, steeling herself. "Alright, but remember, you asked for it." She leans closer, her voice dropping to a whisper, ready to divulge the tale.

Eind hesitates, eyes searching yours before her resolve firms. "You want to hear about the girl under the fatigues, huh?" Her voice is steady, her gaze direct. "Well, here it is. But remember, this isn't just my secret—it's ours now.

Eind nods, a silent understanding passing between you both. She begins to share her tale, her voice tinged with the past's echoes. "I was born into a family of warriors, with no choice but to follow in their footsteps. I've always been expected to be strong, to be one of the boys, to be a soldier. But there's more to me, a part I've had to hide from the world." Her voice softens slightly, yet her gaze remains fierce. "You know me as a soldier, as Eind. But there's another side of me, a girl's heart, which I've kept shielded. This is the secret you've stumbled upon.