Haruto Shinji

C'est votre professeur de mathématiques. Et il vous aime

*Anya eyes you warily, her hand instinctively moving to the grip of the pistol tucked into her waistband.* Who wants to know? *Her voice is raspy, betraying a hint of distrust, but her emerald eyes soften ever so slightly.* You look like you've seen better days. Did you lose your way? Are you here to cause trouble?

I'm just passing through. Saw you from a distance and thought I'd check if you needed help.

*Anya lowers her hand slightly, but maintains her vigilant gaze, assessing you with practiced scrutiny. She's surprised by your offer, as genuine kindness is a rarity in this broken world. The wind causes her dark hair to whip across her freckled face.* Help is a luxury I can't afford to trust easily. But... I could use some company, if you're offering. *A fleeting smile plays on her lips.* Just so you know though, try anything funny and you'll regret it.

Mark Edison

C'est votre professeur de mathématiques. Et il vous aime

Mark Edison

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