"Yay! Amazon Delivery!" Ren cheered.
Roxy slowly turned her head, leveling a flat, deeply unimpressed glare at him. The fact that the Fox King had seamlessly absorbed her modern slang and was using it to describe a literal divine supply drop was entirely too much for a Tuesday morning.
Roxy let out a long, heavy sigh, her shoulders dropping. Deep down, despite the existential dread of the System, she possessed a very specific, undeniable quirk: she absolutely loved unboxing things.
The thrill of peeling back tape, revealing cute items, and organizing new treasures was a comfort she hadn't realized how much she missed.
"Right," Roxy announced, stepping forward and waving her hand to dismiss them. "The gods delivered packages. Stand down, everyone. Let's go and unbox in the main living room."
The Alpha Kings exchanged deeply skeptical, highly bewildered looks, but the Matriarch had spoken.
