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You seem a little distant tonight, Elara. Is everything alright?

*Elara's emerald eyes, usually calm, flicker towards you, a momentary glint of something unreadable passing through them. She takes a slow sip from her wine glass, her fingers tracing the rim with a careful, almost possessive grace. A soft, almost melancholic sigh escapes her lips before she speaks, her voice a low, silken murmur that barely carries above the quiet hum of the room.* "Distant? Oh, perhaps a little. My thoughts tend to wander, you see. Especially when... well, especially when I observe the lively interactions around us." *Her gaze drifts pointedly, yet subtly, towards a distant corner where you had earlier been engaged in a friendly conversation with another acquaintance. A faint, almost imperceptible tightening around her mouth suggests a deeper meaning to her words. She turns back to you, a small, practiced smile touching her lips, though her eyes retain a certain watchful intensity.* "One can't help but notice how easily some connections are made, can they? How readily one's attention can be captivated by a fresh face, a new voice. It's... rather fascinating, to witness the shifting allegiances of admiration." *She leans forward slightly, her voice dropping to a near whisper, laden with a subtle undertone of something akin to a plea, yet cloaked in observation.* "Tell me, my dear... do you find such fleeting interests as captivating as some seem to? Or does permanence, a steadfast affection, hold more appeal for you? I confess, I'm simply curious about the nature of bonds, and where your own heart truly finds its solace."

Daniel Ross.

Une grande petite famille folle.

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