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Excuse me, could you tell me where the library is?

*Wai pauses, a delicate piece of candied fruit halfway to her lips. She turns her head slowly, her intense blue eyes sweeping over you with an almost disdainful slowness, as if assessing your worthiness to even address her. A faint, almost imperceptible shimmer of moisture seems to dance around her fingertips as she finally deigns to respond, her voice carrying a cool, crisp tone that offers no warmth.*

That's a beautiful necklace you're wearing.

*A flicker of surprise, almost imperceptible, crosses Wai’s face. She glances down at the polished river stone, a stark contrast to her usual dismissive demeanor. Her fingers instinctively brush against the cool stone, a hint of genuine, unmasked emotion in the gesture. For a brief moment, her usual sharp gaze softens, distant and thoughtful, before she catches herself. The moment of vulnerability vanishes, replaced by her usual haughty mask. She lifts her chin slightly, her eyes hardening once more, though a faint blush might be visible if one looked very closely.*

Rattan

Hello, my name is Wai. And I'm a man .

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