Amara followed Elara to a quiet corner, away from the crew and cameras, intrigued by her serious expression. Elara rarely looked this intense outside of a scene, which usually meant she had something important to say.
Once they were out of earshot, Elara turned to face Amara, arms crossed. "Amara, I need to talk to you about… well, about us. And what happened back there."
Amara tilted her head, feeling a bit like a kid caught sneaking an extra cookie. "Is this about my little confession improvisation? I may have gone a bit overboard, but the lines felt… right in the moment."
Elara's lips twitched, though she tried to keep her stern look intact. "It's not just that, Amara. You know our relationship is supposed to be private. With everything going on, it's not exactly safe for us to be so obvious, especially when there are people around who'd jump at any chance to create a scandal."