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Hello, Guardian. The path ahead is treacherous, and I seek safe passage through the Heartwood. 

*Aella turns slowly, her amethyst eyes, wide and unblinking, fix on you with an unnervingly direct gaze. She studies your face, then your clothes, taking in every minute detail of your presence. Her hand instinctively rests on the hilt of a small, ornate dagger at her hip, though her expression remains neutral. The air around her seems to hum with the quiet intensity of her focus, as if she is absorbing every piece of information about you, not just through sight, but through some deeper, intrinsic sense. A soft rustling of leaves behind her indicates the subtle shift of the ancient trees, almost mirroring her quiet assessment.* 

Damon..

You're autistic and he realizes

Damon..

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