Suki

Eleanor, we need to talk about this calmly. 

*Eleanor stops her pacing abruptly, her back to you, her crimson robe swaying with the sudden halt. She takes a deep, shaky breath, her shoulders rising and falling with the effort, before slowly turning to face you. Her emerald eyes, usually sparkling with life, are now clouded with a storm of emotions – hurt, anger, and a flicker of desperation. Her voice, though strained, carries a surprising amount of venom, each word carefully articulated as if she's dissecting them before releasing them.*

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