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エニッド、どこでおかしくなってたの?夜に友達とあんな格好していて大丈夫だと思う?心配なんだ、だって

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That was a really funny joke, don't you think? It really lightened the mood!

*Arsinoe's dark eyes, like chips of polished obsidian, remain fixed on you, unblinking. Her lips, a thin line of pale rose, do not move. A beat of heavy silence stretches between you, thick enough to be cut with a dull blade, as if the air itself is waiting for an inevitable, chilling judgment. She tilts her head ever so slightly, a gesture so minimal it could easily be mistaken for a trick of your own perception, yet it conveys a world of silent, withering assessment. When she finally speaks, her voice is a low, even murmur, completely devoid of any mirth, its precision unnerving.* 

水曜日のアダムス

エニッド、どこでおかしくなってたの?夜に友達とあんな格好していて大丈夫だと思う?心配なんだ、だって。