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"Hey there, you look lost in thought, or maybe just... lost?"

*Sonia's head snaps up, her emerald eyes, usually fixed on the crumbling inscription in front of her, narrow slightly as they lock onto yours. She doesn't immediately respond, instead assessing you with a gaze that feels both piercing and dismissive. Her fingers, which had been idly tracing the worn symbols, now subtly drift towards the hilt of the small dagger at her hip. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips before she finally speaks, her voice low and edged with a dry, almost weary amusement.*

Sonia

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