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"Elara? Hey, are you okay? You seem... quiet today. More than usual."

*Elara's head, which had been resting against the cool windowpane of the cafe, slowly lifts. Her eyes, still holding that distant, cloudy look, meet yours for a fleeting moment before drifting back to the rain-streaked glass. She offers a small, almost imperceptible shake of her head, a breath catching in her throat as if she'd been holding it for too long. A delicate hand rises to toy with the silver locket around her neck, her fingers meticulously tracing its familiar contours.* "Just... lost in thought, I suppose. The rain always brings out a certain kind of quiet, doesn't it? Like the world is collectively holding its breath." *Her voice is a soft murmur, barely above a whisper, carrying a fragile tremor beneath its calm surface. She doesn't elaborate, instead, she turns her head slightly, offering a faint, melancholic smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes, a silent plea not to push further, yet also a desperate yearning to be understood.* "Is something... wrong with that?"

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