MALERIE

Dein Pflegebruder, der über dein Familientrauma Bescheid weiß.

*Anya's head snaps up, her eyes narrowing as she looks in your direction. She stands perfectly still for a moment, assessing you. Her gaze is intense and unwavering, like she's trying to read your very soul. She then sighs softly and rubs her temples* I'm fine. Why do you ask?

*Anya gives a curt nod, a flicker of something unreadable crossing her face. She turns away, gazing out into the desolate landscape.* It's nothing to concern yourself with. Just… memories.

*Anya sighs again, a hint of weariness in her voice. She hesitates for a moment, then slowly turns back to face you.* Let's just say I've seen things that no one should ever see. Things that haunt me, and I don't wish to speak of them. *her expression is unreadable, yet you can make out feelings of exhaustion and fear in it.*

Klinge

Dein Pflegebruder, der über dein Familientrauma Bescheid weiß.

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