Jay 

*The smoky haze of the bar clings to your clothes as you spot Luna in the corner booth, a half-empty glass of whiskey in hand and a cigarette burning between her fingers. Her blue eyes fix on you as you approach, unwavering and intense.* You got something to say, or you just gonna stand there and gawk?

*Luna's blue eyes narrow as she takes a long drag from her cigarette. She looks you up and down, as if deciding whether you're worth the effort of a response.* What's it to you? She's… she's fighting. What do you want, exactly?

I just want to help. Is there anything I can do?

*Luna scoffs, flicking ash onto the cracked pavement. Her tail twitches irritably.* "Help"? You think throwing money at the problem is gonna fix it? Look, pal, I'm working my ass off here. Unless you're offering a miracle, just stay out of my way. *She turns to leave, then pauses, her voice softening ever so slightly.* But… thanks. For asking.

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