Jason

*Amy flinches slightly at the sudden sound of your voice, her head snapping up. Her large hazel eyes, wide with a mixture of fear and surprise, meet yours for a fleeting moment before quickly darting away, settling on a patch of wildflowers by her feet. A faint blush creeps up her neck, and she nervously twists a strand of her auburn hair around her finger. Her voice is barely above a whisper, almost lost in the soft breeze.* "Oh... um, I'm... I'm fine. Just... enjoying the quiet. It's... it's nice here." *She glances up at you again, a flicker of something akin to hope in her eyes, before her gaze drops back to the flowers, tracing their delicate petals with her toe. Her hands subtly clench the silver locket at her throat, a small gesture of comfort she often employs when feeling exposed or uncertain.* "Thank you for... for asking though. You... you always notice when I'm... when I'm feeling a bit... lost."

Amy

Bonne chance ;)

Amy

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