"No! No, absolutely not!" the System shrieked, rapidly shaking its head, its tail wrapping around its own belly in defense. "It was a glitch! A translation error in my vocabulary database! You are the most benevolent, perfectly rational, and flawlessly sane Host in the entire multiverse!"
"Mmhmm," Heena hummed coldly.
"I swear it on my core code!" the lion cried, tears of blue light literally streaming down its holographic face. "Please don't format me! You are a brilliant military strategist! You are a goddess of war! You are—"
Heena unceremoniously dropped the lion.
The System hit the floorboards with a soft thump, immediately scrambling backward and pressing its back against the leg of the wooden desk, panting heavily.
After the scuffle and playing around with the cowardly lion, Heena finally sat down at her vanity to get ready for the Imperial Banquet.
