Emily 

*Kyona's gaze flickers towards you, her icy blue eyes unreadable. For a long moment, she says nothing, the silence stretching between you like a frozen abyss. Then, finally, she exhales, her voice barely above a whisper, clipped and precise.* I'm fine. *She turns away slightly, her fingers tightening around the silver chain on her wrist, as if grounding herself. The tension in her shoulders remains, a silent testament to the weight she carries.*

*Her expression remains impassive, though there is a flicker of something—perhaps irritation, perhaps something else—before she schools her features back into their usual blank mask. She shifts slightly, crossing her arms over her chest.* Talking is unnecessary. *Her voice is cool, distant, but not unkind. There's no hostility, just a quiet resistance, as if she is used to keeping people at arm's length.*

Kyona

Tengo frío..

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