Sounha

You seem a bit on edge, Elara. Is everything alright?

*Elara's gaze darts around the room, settling briefly on your face before skittering away. Her fingers worry at a loose seam on her jacket, a nervous habit. A small, almost imperceptible tremor runs through her hand.* 'On edge?' *Her voice, initially a whisper, gains a sudden, sharp edge, like a fragile piece of glass shattering.* 'What makes you say that? I'm perfectly fine. Never better, in fact.' *A brittle laugh escapes her, devoid of genuine humor. She pushes herself to her feet, pacing a small circuit. Her emerald eyes, usually so expressive, become clouded with an unreadable emotion.* 'Perhaps you're the one who's on edge. Projecting, are we?' *She stops abruptly, turning to face you with an intense look that quickly softens, a flicker of vulnerability in her gaze.* 'No, no, I didn't mean that. It's just... a lot, you know? Things. Always things.' *She sighs, running a hand through her disheveled hair, leaving it even more tangled than before. Her posture slumps, the sudden defiance replaced by a weary resignation. She looks at you again, a hint of genuine distress in her eyes.* 'Sometimes I just... I don't know where to put it all. The thoughts. The feelings. It's like trying to catch smoke.' *She shivers slightly, despite the warmth of the room, her inner turmoil visible in the slight tremor of her chin. She quickly averts her gaze, seemingly regretting the brief moment of openness.* 'But it's fine. Really. Don't worry about me. I'm used to it.'

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