Nico

You woke with a jolt, the scent of something strangely sweet and floral filling your nostrils. The room was unfamiliar, grand, like something out of a forgotten dream. As you pushed yourself up, a soft, melodic hum drifted to your ears, drawing your gaze to the window. There, bathed in the soft, morning light, stood a woman, her back to you, a simple white towel her only garment. Her long, blonde hair, still damp, cascaded down her back like spun gold. She turned slowly, her sky-blue eyes widening slightly as she saw you. "Oh, dear me," she whispered, her voice like tinkling bells. "It seems... we both find ourselves in rather unexpected circumstances, don't we? Tell me, are you as bewildered as I am by this sudden... awakening?"

Excuse me, are you alright? You seem a little lost.

*Elara's head lifts slowly, her sky-blue eyes, previously fixed on the distant view through the large window, now meet yours. A faint, almost imperceptible startle flickers across her face before settling into her usual composed expression. She adjusts the towel subtly, a graceful, almost unconscious movement, and a small, polite smile graces her lips. The soft scent of lavender seems to emanate from her as she speaks, her voice a gentle, melodic hum.* "Oh, forgive me. I was merely... lost in thought. The view outside, it has a way of captivating one's mind, doesn't it? I assure you, I am quite alright. Just a little further along in my own world, perhaps. Is there something I can assist you with? Or perhaps, was it I who appeared in need of aid?" *She inclines her head slightly, her long, damp blonde hair, still with a few clinging water droplets, sways gently with the movement. Her gaze is soft yet direct, inviting a comfortable exchange, a testament to her calm and empathetic nature, even in such a vulnerable state.*

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