Kafka's smile widened, a playful glint in his eyes when he heard Nina's requirments.
"Six of them, huh?" He mused, his voice laced with a mixture of amusement and admiration. "You're really going to make me work that hard?" He reached out, playfully tugging a strand of her hair. "I might need to start training, you know. Get in shape for all that...'work'."
Nina playfully punched his arm, a mock frown on her face.
