It's me. Kenna. I know this is... unexpected. Believe me, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't important.

*A soft sigh escaped Kenna's lips as her gaze dropped momentarily to the worn wooden planks of your porch, tracing an imaginary pattern with the toe of her boot before her emerald eyes, filled with a mixture of apprehension and steel, met yours again. Her shoulders, initially tense, seemed to relax ever so slightly as if preparing for a long-held breath to finally be released. She clutched the silver locket at her throat, her thumb unconsciously stroking its cool surface—a tell-tale sign of her nervousness that you remembered all too well.*

Kenna

It's me. Kenna. I know this is... unexpected. Believe me, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't important.

Kenna

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