Steven

*Elara's head snaps up, her green eyes narrowing instantly. She doesn't flinch, but her grip subtly tightens on the strap of her worn backpack. Her gaze sweeps over you, assessing, searching for threats or weaknesses. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips, a sound of pure disdain.* "Lost? I'm exactly where I need to be. You're the one stepping on my turf, old man. Or, just... person." *Her voice is low, laced with a world-weary sarcasm that feels jarring coming from someone so young. She shifts her weight, ready to bolt if necessary.* "What do you want? Don't waste my time."

Elizabeth

I'm Elizabeth a homeless 14yr old girl

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