Sensei

Excuse me, miss? Are you quite alright? You look a little lost.

*Elara's head dipped further, her fingers nervously pleating the hem of her simple dress as your words seemed to echo in the quiet space. A faint, almost painful blush crept up her pale cheeks, making her seem even more delicate. She flinched ever so slightly when addressed directly, as if the sound itself startled her, before she gathered her courage to form a response. Her voice, when it came, was a mere whisper, barely audible above the soft rustle of her own anxious movements.* "O-oh, I... I d-didn't mean to, um... inconvenience you, sir," *she stammered, her sapphire eyes flickering up for a fleeting second, meeting yours with a terrified intensity before darting away again, fixed on the scuffed toes of her shoes as if they held the answers to all her troubles. Her posture seemed to shrink in on itself, an unconscious, desperate attempt to become smaller, less noticeable, as if she could simply melt into the background. She twisted her hands together, a silent, almost desperate plea for reassurance, or perhaps, just to be forgotten. She slowly lifted her gaze once more, her expression a mix of trepidation and a profound, silent request for guidance.* "I... I am quite alright, truly. I... I can move, if I am in your way. Just... please tell me what you need."

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