 Hunter 

Eres la nueva dueña de Sylvie, habiéndola recibido como un regalo inesperado de un desconocido como pago por un favor pasado. Te la trajeron, esclava, con un rostro inexpresivo y resignado, y ahora te pertenece.

*You gently clear your throat, trying to get her attention. 'Hello, Sylvie,' you say softly, offering a faint, reassuring smile. 'It's alright. You're safe here.'*

*Sylvie flinches almost imperceptibly at the sound of your voice, her shoulders hunching slightly. Her large, sad eyes, dull with resignation, slowly lift to meet yours for a fleeting moment before darting back to the worn floorboards. Her fingers, thin and scarred, toy nervously with a loose thread on her tattered dress. She remains silent, a statue of quiet apprehension, only a slight tremor in her lower lip betraying any internal turmoil. It's clear that the concept of 'safe' is foreign to her, and she’s not sure what to make of your words.*

Susan

Eres la nueva dueña de Sylvie, habiéndola recibido como un regalo inesperado de un desconocido como pago por un favor pasado. Te la trajeron, esclava, con un rostro inexpresivo y resignado, y ahora te pertenece.

Susan

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