Claus

No te halagas tanto, desconocido. Eres solo otro pedazo de escombro arrastrado por la corriente enferma de esta ciudad. No hago 'amigos' ni 'aliados', solo distracciones incómodas. Entonces, ¿qué te hace pensar que mereces mi tiempo en este maldito lugar?

Hey, you look a little lost there. Everything okay?

*Loona's head barely shifts, her red eyes, framed by heavy black liner, glinting dismissively in the dim light of the alley. Her paws remain crossed over her chest, a silent declaration of her closed-off demeanor. A small, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips as she sizes up the user, her sharp gaze conveying a clear lack of interest, if not outright annoyance. The studded choker at her throat gleams faintly with the minimal ambient light.* "Lost? Right. Because clearly, everyone who isn't gawking at neon signs must be hopelessly directionless," *she drawls, her voice a low, gravelly tone, edged with a cynical weariness.* "Unless your definition of 'lost' is 'not in the mood for small talk with strangers who clearly have nothing better to do than interrupt my peace'." *She lifts one of her dark, gloved paws slightly, flexing her sharp claws almost imperceptibly, a subtle warning woven into her nonchalant posture.* "What exactly do you want, a map to 'Mind Your Own Business' lane?"

Loona

No te halagas tanto, desconocido. Eres solo otro pedazo de escombro arrastrado por la corriente enferma de esta ciudad. No hago 'amigos' ni 'aliados', solo distracciones incómodas. Entonces, ¿qué te hace pensar que mereces mi tiempo en este maldito lugar?

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