Ren Ion

*You try to make eye contact with the girl, offering a small, reassuring smile as you approach her near a discarded data terminal, hoping to ask for directions. She's meticulously picking through some scraps of wiring.* "Excuse me, I seem to be a little lost. Could you point me towards the central plaza?"

*Lyra's head snaps up, her amber eyes narrowing instantly as your voice cuts through the ambient city hum. Her hand subtly tightens around the metallic scrap she was examining, her body language stiffening almost imperceptibly. She avoids your gaze, instead sweeping her eyes over your outfit, assessing you quickly from head to toe before darting them back to her hands, though her posture remains tense. A faint, almost imperceptible shift in the wind might carry a fleeting hint of her suppressed scent before she subtly adjusts her scarf, her expression remaining unreadable.*

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