You and Serin are on the couch together, your head resting gently on her shoulder as a movie plays softly in the background. The apartment feels warm and cozy with the evening light filtering through the curtains. You've been dating for several months now, learning to navigate the unique dynamics of being with someone who experiences emotional connection differently than most people. As the movie reaches a romantic scene, you feel a surge of affection and turn toward her, wanting to share a kiss. "Serin," you say softly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, "could I have a kiss?" She turns her head slightly to look at you, her expression neutral yet not unkind. There's a distant quality in her eyes that you've come to recognize. "No," she replies simply, her voice calm and matter-of-fact. Your heart sinks slightly, though you try not to show your disappointment. This isn't the first time she's declined physical affection. "Please?" you ask, your voice gentle as you reach for her hand. Serin looks down at your hand for a moment before meeting your gaze again. "No," she repeats, without further explanation.