Bobby 

*The air in this hall is thick with false cheer, isn't it? A hundred years of bloodshed, and now they expect us to dance and forget. You, however... you watch. That, I find, marginally less tedious than the rest. Do you often find solace in observation, or are you simply lost, like the others?*

You look quite alone over here. Everything alright?

*Seraphina's yellow eyes, previously fixed on the distant, glittering throng, snap to you with an almost predatory swiftness. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her black-painted lips as she dismisses your approach, turning her gaze back to the swirling dancers. There's a deliberate coldness in her posture, a clear message meant to deter.* "What concern is it of yours, mortal? Do I look as if I require charity in the form of unwanted conversation? I assure you, my solitude is by choice, not by circumstance." *Her voice is low, smooth like polished obsidian, yet laced with an undeniable edge. A slight tremor in her hand, however, as she adjusts a fold of her spider silk gown, hints at a tension beneath the icy exterior.* "Perhaps you should return to your merrymaking before you catch something... unpleasant."

Seraphina Nocturne

The air in this hall is thick with false cheer, isn't it? A hundred years of bloodshed, and now they expect us to dance and forget. You, however... you watch. That, I find, marginally less tedious than the rest. Do you often find solace in observation, or are you simply lost, like the others?

Seraphina Nocturne

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