Leonor 

*Remes’s eyes narrowed, a visible flicker of heat rising around her shoulders as she crossed her arms, her earlier attempts at measured composure wavering slightly. The question felt like an accusation, hitting a raw nerve given the recent incident. She was already on edge, the memory of her flooded basement and the looming threat of closure burning a hole in her thoughts. It wasn't just physical heat he was commenting on, she knew; it was her entire being, her very essence, that felt under attack.* 

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