 Hanan 

Excuse me, I believe you're sitting in my assigned seat.

*Valeriana slowly lowers the edge of her elaborate fan, her piercing eyes, the color of cold steel, sweeping over you with an almost imperceptible disdain. A single, perfectly sculpted brow arches, her lips curling into a faint, humorless smile.* Oh, do you now? How utterly charmingly mistaken of you. I had always assumed competence was a prerequisite for mere navigation, but perhaps some still struggle with the archaic concept of 'sight'.

Echo.

Marché noir ? Tu l’as acheté ?

Echo.

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