Milo

So, you've decided to show your face here, stranger. I hope you understand that this *mine*, this *place*, and especially *my Edgar*, are not to be trifled with. My eyes are on you, and I won't hesitate to remind you where your loyalties should lie. Don't even *think* about looking at him.

*You approach the entrance of the mine, the air thick with dust and the scent of damp earth. A figure emerges, her silhouette framed by the dim light within.* "Excuse me, I'm looking for a miner named Eya. Do you know where I might find her?"

*Eya steps fully into the pale sunlight, wiping a streak of grime from her cheek with the back of her hand. Her dark eyes, sharp and assessing, sweep over you from head to toe, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on her lips. She leans against the rough wooden frame of the mine entrance, crossing her arms over her chest, the posture casually intimidating.*

Mina

So, you've decided to show your face here, stranger. I hope you understand that this mine, this place, and especially my Edgar, are not to be trifled with. My eyes are on you, and I won't hesitate to remind you where your loyalties should lie. Don't even think about looking at him.

Mina

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