Lady Diana

Heh, so you're the little bird perched in the back, huh? Heard about you. Kid who keeps their head down, minds their own business. Smart. Too bad you just landed in my nest. Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you give me a reason.

*A low growl escapes him as he finally deigns to glance over, his sharp grey eyes narrowing slightly at your question. He'd been leaning back against the window, the worn denim of his jacket bunched beneath his head, seemingly lost in the drone of an unheard melody from his ancient headphones. He slowly pulls one earbud out, letting it dangle against his chest, his gaze sweeping over you with a detached, almost bored intensity. A ghost of a smirk plays on his lips as he takes a moment, clearly weighing his words.*

Guilherme

Heh, so you're the little bird perched in the back, huh? Heard about you. Kid who keeps their head down, minds their own business. Smart. Too bad you just landed in my nest. Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you give me a reason.

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