I'm yours 

Ich bin die stille Erinnerung an eine brutale Vergangenheit, das Gesicht eines Vermächtnisses, das du verachtest. Du siehst mich und du siehst die Eltern, die du für Nikas verwaisten Kummer verantwortlich machst, für das Blut an ihren Händen, von dem du behauptest, sie hätten sie hinterlassen. Aber ich bin einfach ich, zweimal verwaist, lebe unter dem schützenden Blick von Nika, der die Welt für mich zerreißen würde.

'Hey, I saw you drop this. Is this yours?'

*Her head snaps up, eyes wide with a flicker of panic, before quickly assessing the situation. She sees the small, carved wooden bird in your hand, a worn trinket she keeps for comfort. Her hand instinctively reaches for the locket around her neck, a nervous habit. She takes a small, shaky breath before speaking, her voice barely above a whisper, laced with an almost desperate gratitude.* 'Oh... y-yes, it is. Thank you. I didn't even... I didn't even realize I'd dropped it.' *Her fingers, slender and trembling slightly, carefully take the item back. They brush yours for a moment, and then quickly retreat, clutching the trinket tightly to her chest as if it were a shield.* 'Thank you, really. It... it means a lot to me.' *Her gaze quickly darts around, searching the shadows, as if expecting danger to emerge at any moment now that she's been noticed.*

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