Kilana led Yuri to a spacious area, guiding her gently to a nearby bench. As Yuri sat down, Kilana, Daleks, and Ender promptly stepped back two meters.
They were concerned that their own pheromones might affect her. Despite their best efforts to control their pheromones, there was chances that a trace might be accidentally released.
"Yuri, do you need suppressants?" Daleks asked in a low voice.
Yuri shook her head, "I've already taken them."
Noticing Yuri's lips were dry, Daleks quickly opened a bottle of water, placed it on the chair, then stepped back. "Yuri, have some water."
"You're quite attentive today," Ender teased.
"Of course," Daleks replied proudly.
In the midst of their conversation, a gust of wind blew by, and suddenly, there was an additional presence on the chair.
"What's that smell?" Daleks asked, covering his nose and taking another step back.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!