Can't we talk about this!?

"Woah! Wait!"

You duck and crouch and catch another feather/dart with your book/shield. The adorable Felicity pauses, another feather readied to throw, and raises an eyebrow expectantly.

"L-look, can't we discuss this first?"

Felicity beams and claps her hands, melting your heart a little more. No, stop that, she's just been throwing darts laced with god knows what at you.

"A discussion! Well, I don't see why not. It could certainly be illuminating - and it's so rare I actually get to converse with any of you before... well, you know."

She pauses and puts a tiny clenched fist beneath her chin.

"I think I need to know you're genuine though... How about you strip for me, then we can discuss anything you like? Hm?"

You peer over the top of the book at her.

"What?"

She pouts sadly.

"Don't you trust me?" She says, voice dripping with sadness and honey.

You bite your lip and consider...