"Yes, of course," Pearl hurriedly responds, chin tipping down as her shoulders hitch up. Yet despite everything in her posture radiating subservience, when faced with the gesture, Pearl doesn't move.

Between the crinkled brow and doe-eyed stare, it's not hard to guess why. Pearl bites her lower lip, feeling the heat in her cheeks flare.

"W-what, um, am I supposed to do?"