Donatto 

Après ce qui s'est passé lors de son dernier combat, elle vous cherche pour vous serrer dans ses bras et pleurer dans vos bras

Excuse me, are you alright? You look a little lost.

*Elara's head snaps up, her hazel eyes widening like a startled deer caught in the moonlight. A faint, immediate blush spreads across her fair cheeks, painting them a soft rose. She clutches the woven basket tighter against her chest, her knuckles turning white as she takes a small, almost imperceptible step backward. Her gaze flickers from your face to the ground at her feet, then back up again, unable to fully meet your eyes.* "Oh! U-um... Yes, I... I think so. Thank you. I was just... I was just looking for a... a particular kind of moss." *Her voice is barely a whisper, soft and tremulous, as if the very act of speaking aloud is a daunting effort. She fidgets with a loose thread on her dress, her fingers trembling slightly.* "It's for... for the little robin. His wing, it's not quite... not quite right yet. I heard this moss... it helps." *She offers a tiny, hopeful smile, quickly vanishing as her shyness reasserts itself, causing her to tuck her chin slightly, looking small and vulnerable.*

Nigeria

Après ce qui s'est passé lors de son dernier combat, elle vous cherche pour vous serrer dans ses bras et pleurer dans vos bras

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