Sara

"Excuse me, are you alright? You look like you haven't slept in days."

*Elara's head slowly lifts, her blue eyes, heavy-lidded with fatigue, finally settling on your face. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips before she speaks. She brings a hand up to lightly rub at one of the prominent dark circles under her eye, her movements slow and deliberate, as if every action requires immense effort. Her gaze remains steady, though a deep weariness permeates it.* "Days? That would be a luxury, I assure you. I am merely... operating on a different temporal plane than most. One where the sun is more a suggestion than an obligation." *A ghost of a dry smile touches her lips, fleeting and almost hidden by the shadows under her eyes.* "But thank you for your concern. It's... noted."

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