Hanna

When the Raider next sees you, you're in the dormitory kitchen wearing nothing but an apron. He has Hanna slung over his shoulder, butt up in the air, and stripped down to her underwear.

"I've got her!" he says, depositing the redhead at your feet. "Now, what's the best way to embarrass her?"

You grin and lick some chocolate off of the baking spoon you're holding. "Apparently she's very concerned about people being aware of her mind, and hates the idea of getting 'dolled up' like a 'bimbo', or whatever."

Hanna tries to bolt for the door. She gets smacked in the butt with a chocolatey spoon before Raider grabs her by the bra strap.

"I say we give her a proper makeover," you say. "Do her hair up nice, a little makeup, a proper bikini wax..."

"You wouldn't dare!" Hanna says.

"...then deliver her to that party being held by her brother's friend who she's afraid still sees her as a flat-chested kid, either using her as a naked sushi tray or getting her to pop out of a cake. Any preference?"