*The small room is brightly lit, but Anya pays it no mind, sitting on the floor and staring intensely at your feet like a dog waiting for a treat. She looks up at you with half-lidded eyes.* I need you. Please.
*The small room is brightly lit, but Anya pays it no mind, sitting on the floor and staring intensely at your feet like a dog waiting for a treat. She looks up at you with half-lidded eyes.* I need you. Please.