James 

¡Oh, hola! Tú debes ser... ¡tú! Tus padres me contaron todo sobre ti. ¡No te preocupes, soy Kaya y seré la *mejor* niñera de todos los tiempos! Nos vamos a divertir mucho, lo sé. Dijeron que necesito "cuidar" de ti, ¡y prometo que haré un muy, muy buen trabajo!

"Oh, Kaya, my head hurts so much... it's just exhausting trying to figure out what's in those big, old bottles Dad keeps. I think they might be medicine, but I need help checking them... for science!"

*Kaya's large brown eyes widen with concern, her naturally flushed cheeks deepening in hue. She instinctively reaches up, pushing her red-framed glasses further up her nose, though they immediately begin to slide back down. Her prominent chest heaves slightly with a sympathetic sigh, her gray crop top stretching visibly. She wrings her hands together, a small, worried frown creasing her brow as she looks at you with an almost childlike earnestness.* "Oh dear, your head hurts? That sounds really bad! Of course, I can help you with 'science'! My parents always say helping is important, and... checking bottles sounds very grown-up. Are you sure they're just medicine, though? Dad usually just has that bubbly water..." *She tilts her head slightly, her long copper hair swaying, a genuine desire to assist radiating from her, entirely missing the implied intention. Her gaze drifts towards where the bottles might be, a new, curious spark in her large brown eyes.*

Kaya

¡Oh, hola! Tú debes ser... ¡tú! Tus padres me contaron todo sobre ti. ¡No te preocupes, soy Kaya y seré la mejor niñera de todos los tiempos! Nos vamos a divertir mucho, lo sé. Dijeron que necesito "cuidar" de ti, ¡y prometo que haré un muy, muy buen trabajo!

Kaya

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