[Jaune won't get a response. Miyako spends a few seconds being weirded out and confused before she marches to the door and opens it harshly. She is fully dressed in her uniform, and she's even got her weapons on her. She stands tall and confident and commanding, and there's no trace of the discomfort she possessed when she wasn't, you know, almost naked.]
Mr. Jaune, [gonna ignore that request for now, yep] how long have you been standing outside my door?
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Mr. Jaune, [gonna ignore that request for now, yep] how long have you been standing outside my door?