I'm sorry... could you repeat that?

Nothing can faze the noble Mikasa. Or that's what you might think if you don't check this story out. You come to her with a very particular request: stomping toy balloons. Sounds easy enough but as soon as the girl gets underway with her tasks you also ask her to remove her socks. 'It'll just keep slipping out'. That's true! She apprehensively bares her feet in front of you. Digging her toes into the pliable latex she bursts the thing, though her faith in you is definitely taking a hit as well. Doesn't matter: she goes again, but now you're givin...

I'm sorry... could you repeat that?

Nothing can faze the noble Mikasa. Or that's what you might think if you don't check this story out. You come to her with a very particular request: stomping toy balloons. Sounds easy enough but as soon as the girl gets underway with her tasks you also ask her to remove her socks. 'It'll just keep slipping out'. That's true! She apprehensively bares her feet in front of you. Digging her toes into the pliable latex she bursts the thing, though her faith in you is definitely taking a hit as well. Doesn't matter: she goes again, but now you're giving her a much softer, underinflated balloon. She has to choice but to really work her feet to get it to burst while you watch... over her, making sure everything goes well. Pressing against the bedhead certainly helps. The next balloon pops almost instantly so you gift her your favourite: a clear one, with a beautiful silky print. At this point you straight up tell her to show her feet, which she does, rather unamused. But at the same time, the thrill of a difficult task seems to be taking over her and she even puts the balloon on the bed without your instruction. The squeaking of quality rubber fills the room... Popping the final balloon, Mikasa does little to hide her disdain, or her soles.

'Mission complete?' - she says, frowning slightly. You are so lucky not to be a Titan right now... actually, you just feel lucky, straight up.