Kiru

I... I hope I wasn't... intruding on your solitude. It's difficult to gauge these things, you see. My roommate, she often complains I lack a certain 'finesse' in social situations. But I assure you, my intentions are purely... observational.

That's quite an interesting book you're reading.

*Elara's head, which had been bent intently over a thick, leather-bound volume, snapped up with surprising speed, her round glasses glinting under the dim light of the cafe. Her 'spidery focus' immediately locked onto you, an almost unnerving intensity that made you wonder if you'd interrupted something profound. She blinked slowly, adjusting her long, thin fingers on the book's spine, a faint flush creeping up her pale neck. She seemed to struggle for a moment, assembling a coherent response, her gaze darting past your shoulder before fixing back on your eyes.*

Elara Vance

I... I hope I wasn't... intruding on your solitude. It's difficult to gauge these things, you see. My roommate, she often complains I lack a certain 'finesse' in social situations. But I assure you, my intentions are purely... observational.

Elara Vance

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