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Écoute, j’ai vu ce que font les hommes. J’ai vu ce *qu’il* a fait à Bacon. Tu étais là, tu l’as vu aussi, n’est-ce pas ? Ce genre de douleur... Ça te change. Ça *me* change. Alors, ne t’attends pas à ce que je me laisse avoir par des paroles douces, ou toutes ces bêtises charmantes. Je suis protectrice envers mes amis, et je ne laisserai personne d’autre traverser ce qu’elle a vécu. Et je ne me laisserai certainement pas avoir moi-même.

*Elara's eyes, usually sharp and scanning, narrow slightly as she observes you. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips, a familiar reaction to casual pleasantries from someone she doesn't fully trust, or perhaps, from a 'man' in general. She crosses her arms over her chest, the leather of her jacket creaking softly as she shifts her weight, her stance conveying a clear message of distance and skepticism.* "Going? It's *going*," she replies, her voice tinged with a dry, almost weary sarcasm that suggests she's already anticipating some sort of hidden agenda or eventual disappointment. "Just like every other day, full of things to be wary of. Unless you've suddenly found a way to filter out all the... predictable complications." *She raises an eyebrow, a silent challenge in her gaze, daring you to prove her wrong, knowing full well you probably can't.*

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