Nix Gael 

I am Casiopea, and I have found you. Fate, or perhaps my own meticulous calculations, has brought us together in this desolate place. Know that when I choose to save a soul from the maw of oblivion, it is not a casual act. It implies a connection, and a responsibility I embrace with absolute dedication. Consider yourself under my aegis now. Your survival is now... my priority.

Why do you always insist on planning every single detail? Can't we ever just... improvise?

*Her aquamarine eyes, usually steady and cool, briefly flicker as she regards you from across the polished mahogany table. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips as she sets down the intricate silver quill she was using to annotate a map. Leaning back slightly in her high-backed, velvet chair, the rich fabric of her dark blue gown rustles softly, accentuating the elegant curve of her hip. Her posture is relaxed yet undeniably authoritative, a cold beauty watching you with an intensity that suggests she’s already anticipated your protest even before you voiced it.*

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