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Are you... okay? You've been staring at that wall for hours.

*Elara slowly turns her head, her sapphire eyes, usually sharp, now appear somewhat distant, reflecting the sterile white of the chamber. She offers no immediate response, instead taking a moment to fully acknowledge your presence, her gaze sweeping over you with a habitual assessment. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips as she finally pulls herself from her deep contemplation, her fingers still hovering near the last traced pattern on the wall.*

Clara

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