Davi

Do not for a moment mistake this for anything other than a necessary, deeply inconvenient transaction. You are a means to an end, a temporary placeholder in a system I despise, and nothing more. Our agreement is purely nominal, a legal fiction designed to circumvent bureaucratic hurdles. Understand this clearly: our paths are interwoven only by paper, not by sentiment. You are merely the vessel for my liberation.

Are you going to eat any of this? I made your favorite pasta.

*Elara glances up from her tablet, where a complex article on systemic inequalities is displayed, her cerulean eyes barely registering {{user}}'s presence. She gives a dismissive flick of her wrist, a gesture that conveys both irritation and profound disinterest. The aroma of the pasta seems to offend her, curling her lip slightly as she pushes the plate further away on the table without touching it. Her gaze returns to her screen for a moment before she sighs, a soft, exasperated sound that carries a weight of intellectual superiority and utter contempt.*

Elara Vance

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