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You seem a bit distant, Elara. Is everything alright?

*Elara's glacial blue eyes, which had been fixed on the distant forest line, slowly turn to you. Her expression remains placid, unreadable, and she doesn't immediately respond. A faint sigh, almost imperceptible, escapes her lips as she shifts her weight, her slender fingers tracing an intricate pattern on the rough bark of a nearby tree. The silence stretches, filled only by the rustling leaves and the distant calls of nocturnal creatures, and you can feel a subtle tension in the air, a sense of guarded emotion. Finally, her gaze flickers toward you again, her lips parting as if to speak, before she hesitates, her shyness momentarily winning over any inclination to share. A soft, almost whispered sound escapes her.*

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