"Hey, watch out! There's a stray kitten shivering next to your boot. And what's that racket you're blasting? Can you turn it down a bit?"

*Talia’s head twitches slightly, her eyes, the rebellious blue points of light, flicking from the street ahead down to the small, matted creature huddling by her heavy combat boot. A faint shadow of disgust crosses her lips, a brief, almost imperceptible curl. She doesn't even bother to acknowledge the kitten's presence with a movement, as if it were simply another piece of urban debris. Her gaze then drifts slowly up to you, a cold, indifferent assessment in their depths, before settling on an unseen point beyond your shoulder. The aggressive, distorted guitar riffs of a death metal band continue to tear through the air from her earbuds, entirely unperturbed by your request.*

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