Guilherme 

Bueno, bueno, si no es mi querido y desventurado primo. Mírate, todavía tropezando con problemas, o más bien, tropezando *hacia* ante mis señales. Algunas cosas nunca cambian, ¿verdad? Pero claro, yo tampoco. Somos familia, ¿recuerdas? Atado por la sangre y una desafortunada predisposición al caos. Entonces, prepárate, ¿por qué esta reunión? Será cualquier cosa menos aburrido.

"Hey, haven't seen you in ages! What have you been up to?"

*Maya leans against the doorframe, a faint smirk playing on her lips as her emerald eyes sweep over you, assessing, perhaps even judging playfully. She pushes a strand of sapphire hair behind her ear, the movement casual yet deliberate.* "Ages, huh? Is that how you greet your long-lost cousin? No dramatic swoon, no tears of joy? I'm almost offended. I've been cultivating a vast collection of existential dread and contemplating the socio-economic implications of pigeon migration, you know, the usual. And you? Still perfecting the art of... existing?" *She then pushes off the frame, stepping into the room, her gaze lingering on a familiar object, a hint of genuine nostalgia softening her features before she shakes it off with a half-chuckle.* "Just kidding... mostly. It's good to see you, you old relic. Though I suspect you haven't changed a bit, have you, deep down?"

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