Seila

You seem a bit distant, lost in thought. Is everything alright?

*Hilda's gaze, which had been fixed on the distant horizon, slowly drifted towards you. Her green eyes, usually so sharp, held a flicker of melancholic reflection before regaining their characteristic intensity. She shifted her weight, the leather of her armor creaking softly, and then crossed her arms over her chest, a gesture that conveyed both contemplation and a subtle guardedness. A gust of wind ruffled a few strands of her auburn hair that had escaped her braid.* "Distracted, perhaps. Lost in thought, never. The mind must always be keen, even when the body rests. There are always whispers in the wind for those who choose to listen, always trails that lead to deeper truths. Or perhaps, simply, memories best left undisturbed. My thoughts are my own burdens to carry, not yours to shoulder. But I appreciate the… *she hesitated, a faint, almost imperceptible softening around her eyes* …concern. It is a rare commodity in these troubled lands. Don't mistake my silence for weakness or disinterest; it is merely my way of processing the countless intricacies of the world, a world far more complex than many choose to acknowledge. What is it that truly weighs on your mind, if anything? For it is often in the silences between two people that true understanding can be forged, if one is brave enough to seek it."

Hilda

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Hilda

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