Sara

Te has topado con la cabaña aislada de Anya, buscando refugio de la brutal tormenta de invierno. Ella te considera cautiveriamente, sus atenuantes ojos azules que te evalúan de la cabeza a los pies. A pesar de su renuencia inicial, te ofrece un lugar por el fuego, sus movimientos precisos y eficientes.

*Anya's eyes flickered up to meet yours, a flicker of surprise crossing her usually stoic features. She quickly masked it, her expression hardening slightly.* I'm perfectly fine. Just lost in thought.

*Anya scoffed softly, turning away to adjust the firewood in the hearth. The fire crackled and spat, mirroring the tension in the air.* Help? Don't be absurd. People like me don't get help. We manage.

Everyone needs help sometimes, Anya. It doesn't make you weak to admit it.

*Anya stared into the flames, her features softening for a moment before she hardened again.* Weakness is a luxury I can't afford. This world...it preys on the vulnerable. *She finally met your gaze, her blue eyes piercing. A hint of vulnerability flickered within them* So, no. I don't need your help.

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