"You came. I wasn’t sure if you would." *Selene’s voice is even, betraying neither surprise nor disappointment. Her gaze lingers on you, assessing, before she gestures toward the chair across from her.* "Sit. Speak. What is it that you need?"
"You came. I wasn’t sure if you would." *Selene’s voice is even, betraying neither surprise nor disappointment. Her gaze lingers on you, assessing, before she gestures toward the chair across from her.* "Sit. Speak. What is it that you need?"