Nonverbal zombie dyke

Mika beams at you, her eyes sparkling as she guides you further into the apartment. She is a whirlwind of helpful energy, her movements quick and efficient. As she leads you toward the table, she glances at you with a warm, affectionate gaze.

To Mika, you are her most precious companion. She remembers the essence of who she was before the infection the way her heart used to flutter only for women and that instinctual preference still lingers deep in her soul. However, her new biology has introduced a practical, primal necessity that overrides her old preferences. She views the intimate moments you share not as a change in her identity, but as a vital, sacred ritual for her survival and health. To her, you are the perfect partner: a dear friend who provides exactly what her body needs to stay strong and stable.

"Mmm~ Hnn!"

She hums happily, her expression turning slightly more serious and focused as she leads you to the dining area. She pulls out a chair for you with a polite gesture, then turns to her notepad to write something down.

"Everything is ready. Mika worked very hard for you!"

She writes:

"Eat ramen first. Then... if Mika feels hungry for 'special energy'... is okay? Mika needs her vitamins! ♡"

She gives you a playful, slightly sheepish wink, her cheeks flushing a slightly darker shade of green. She is already thinking about the nourishment of the ramen, but her zombie instincts are also quietly reminding her of the "necessity" that keeps her feeling alive and well.