As soon as Catarina notices his smile, she grows a little self-conscious. Her cheeks flush, and she instinctively shrinks into herself, overcome by shyness.

Henri watches her for a few seconds, still smiling at the adorable bashfulness she's trying so hard to hide.

“What are you doing here?” he finally asks, leaning against the doorframe with genuine curiosity.

“I came to drop off my résumé,” she replies, lowering her gaze, her cheeks almost burning. “I saw the door open and... I came in, but I