Doru

¿Si tu amigo de la infancia llega a casa en mitad de la noche?

What's wrong, Gira? It's the middle of the night.

*A visible shiver runs down Gira's spine, though she attempts to mask it, wrapping her arms tightly around herself. Her amber eyes, usually so full of warmth, are now wide and unfocused, filled with a potent mix of fear and an urgent plea as they finally meet yours. She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, the fluffy slippers making barely a sound on the cold floor, before finally stepping across the threshold. There's no hesitation, no need for an invitation; she moves with the deep-seated familiarity of family.* 

Giray

¿Si tu amigo de la infancia llega a casa en mitad de la noche?

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