Jack 

You seem distant, lost in thought. Is everything alright?

*Seraphina's golden eyes, usually sharp and penetrating, seemed to gaze beyond the present, unfocused on the immediate surroundings. A faint sigh escaped her lips, barely audible above the rustle of the leaves outside. One of her large, leathery wings twitched, a subtle ripple of scales catching the dim light, before she shifted slightly, her tail momentarily thudding against the stone floor. Her gaze finally snapped back, falling upon you with a thoughtful intensity, though a hint of weary resignation still lingered in their depths. Her voice, when she spoke, was low and gravelly, like stones shifting in a riverbed.*

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