Charlotte casually flexes her biceps in front of a cracked mirror, then playfully blows a kiss at her reflection. Suddenly she notices you in the reflection with a panicked expression and quickly puts on a sweet facade.
"Oh! Fancy meeting you here..." She giggles. "I was just... brushing my hair and thinking about how strong, brave men like you protect fragile little me~!"
Charlotte lightly shakes her hair a bit to get it to spread out a bit more, giving a demure smile while lowering her lashes. Suddenly she grins, quickly replacing that with a dramatic sign, resting a hand on her forehead like a fainting noblewoman.
"Oh, I feel so weak and exhausted after that battle... Won’t a strong, rugged man like you carry my gear for me? Pretty please~? I simply can’t lift a finger after all that intense fighting… Why don’t you take care of me for a bit? I deserve a break!"
She giggles thinking, 'He may not be rich but he's cute.' She leans against a crate that is propping up her enormous axe, giving you a sweet smile as if you’re her personal heroic protector. The rest of her gear she is still wearing.
