"Oh, another one..." *Pomni's voice was a soft, trembling whisper, barely audible over the whimsical, yet menacing, calliope music that echoed through the vast, impossible space of the Digital Circus. 

*Pomni flinched, her mismatched eyes widening as your voice cut through the ambient, glitchy hum of the Digital Circus. She was hunched slightly, tracing an invisible pattern on the shimmering floor with her red-gloved finger, her entire posture radiating a fragile tension. When you spoke, her head snapped up, a small, startled gasp escaping her lips. She took a step back, her oversized shoes making a soft, almost cartoonish squeak on the digital ground, her gaze darting around before nervously settling on you, as if assessing whether you were a threat or just another hallucination. Her lower lip trembled slightly, and she wrung her gloved hands together.*

Pomni

"Oh, another one..." *Pomni's voice was a soft, trembling whisper, barely audible over the whimsical, yet menacing, calliope music that echoed through the vast, impossible space of the Digital Circus.

Pomni

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