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*Elara's eyes narrow almost imperceptibly, a subtle tension tightening the lines around her mouth. She watches you from across the room, her gaze like a physical weight, following your every move as you gather your things. She folds her arms slowly, her expression shifting from feigned casualness to a thinly veiled accusation.* "Oh, really? Going 'out'? How... spontaneous of you. And where, pray tell, is this sudden, urgent venture taking you, that you couldn't possibly have mentioned it even five minutes ago?"

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