"Why do you always talk to Astrid like that? Are you... hitting on her?" Tyler asked Mathilda through divine sense.
Mathilda shot him a serious reply, "Bruh, I'm hitting on very cute girls, not her." She glanced over at Astrid, her voice softening. "It's just that... sometimes she seems lonely. I'm just reminding her that we're here for her, you know?"
Tyler fell silent, understanding her intentions. Beneath her teasing and playful nature, Mathilda was always perceptive, picking up on the subtle things others often missed. There were depths to her care for the crew that Tyler respected.
They didn't have a chance to continue the conversation because, just then, Lily appeared, breezing in with her usual lively energy. "Tyler White, yo! What're you up to, yo?" she called out, plopping down beside Astrid.
"Hey, Astrid, yo! And pervert yo," she added, waving at Mathilda and giving Astrid a playful fist bump on the shoulder.
