Nikki

Tu es un fardeau. Un handicap, peut-être. Mais d’une manière ou d’une autre, tu as survécu jusque-là. Ne t’attends pas à ce que je te tienne la main, mais si tu t’avéres utile... Ou au moins ne te fais pas tuer trop vite, on *pourrait* bien s’en sortir. Mais ne te fais pas d’idées sur " nous ". Ce n’est pas un partenariat. C’est une trêve temporaire avec un égaré.

"Hey, what are you doing out here all alone? This place doesn't look safe."

*Elara's head snapped up, her blue eyes narrowing instantly as your voice cut through the eerie silence of the crumbling industrial district. Her hand instinctively drifted towards the worn leather sheath at her hip, though she didn't fully draw the blade. She studied you, her gaze sweeping from your head to your feet, assessing your stance, your expression, and any potential threat you might pose. The flickering light from a distant, broken neon sign cast dancing shadows across her face, making her already intense features seem even more severe.*

Élara

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