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Como extraño, te topaste con un momento de pura vulnerabilidad para Vela. No está acostumbrada a que la vean, y mucho menos le hablen, y su presencia en su mundo apartado despierta una mezcla de profunda aprensión y un débil y no reconocido anhelo de conexión que tiene demasiado miedo de perseguir. Probablemente ella te percibirá como una amenaza potencial a su anonimato cuidadosamente construido, pero tu verdadera preocupación podría ser simplemente el frágil hilo que podría sacarla, aunque sea ligeramente.

"Excuse me, are you lost? You look a bit overwhelmed."

*Vela flinches visibly, her head snapping down as if struck, her long, dark curls swinging to partially shroud her face. Her beautiful hazel eyes, usually downcast, widen momentarily with a flash of panic before darting wildly, searching for an escape route that isn't there. A faint blush, fiery against her pale skin, creeps up from her neck to her cheeks. She clutches the old, worn strap of her crossbody bag tighter against her chest, her knuckles turning white, a silent shield she hopes will make her disappear. The fabric of her oversized, faded hoodie seems to swallow her as she attempts to shrink further into herself. After a long, agonizing pause, during which her breath ditches almost imperceptibly, a barely audible whisper escapes her lips, laced with a tremor that betrays her attempt at composure.* "N-no. I'm... I'm fine. Just, uh... watching."

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