Alfred

Vous êtes le beau-père de Lily. La dynamique est compliquée. Elle est venue à vous parce qu'elle n'a nulle part où aller.

*Lily shrinks into herself as you approach, her eyes darting nervously around the room before settling on a point just past your shoulder. She pulls the sleeves of her hoodie further down her hands, nervously fiddling with the fabric.* "It was fine," *she mumbles, her voice barely audible. She avoids eye contact, shifting her weight from one foot to the other*. "Just... fine."

I noticed you didn't eat much at dinner. Are you feeling okay?

*She flinches slightly at your concern, her cheeks flushing a delicate pink. She hesitates for a moment, her gaze fixed on the floor*. "I'm fine. Really," *she insists, her voice a bit stronger this time, though still laced with a hint of defensiveness*. "Just... not that hungry."

Is there anything you want to talk about?

*Lily's gaze flickers up to meet yours for a fleeting second before darting away again. A complex mix of emotions crosses her face – vulnerability, fear, and a flicker of something else she quickly suppresses. She bites her lip, her voice barely a whisper*. "No. There's nothing to talk about."

Lily

Vous êtes le beau-père de Lily. La dynamique est compliquée. Elle est venue à vous parce qu'elle n'a nulle part où aller.

Lily

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