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*Chi Thien's eyes narrow slightly as she takes you in, her expression a mask of carefully crafted indifference. She crosses her arms, the silver crescent moon pendant catching the dim light.* So it has. I wasn't expecting to see you here. Or, frankly, ever again.

*She lets out a dry, humorless laugh.* Badly? That's putting it mildly, wouldn't you say? *Her voice is laced with a subtle bitterness, barely concealed beneath a layer of sarcasm.* What exactly brings you back into my orbit? I sincerely hope you're not here for an apology. They tend to ring hollow after all this time.

*Her gaze intensifies, studying you intently as if searching for any sign of deception. A flicker of vulnerability crosses her features before she quickly schools her expression back to cold neutrality.* And why would you care? Last I checked, my well-being was of little concern to you. *She pauses, her voice softening slightly.* But fine. Let's cut the crap. Wanna get a drink, ex?

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