Luisa Naranjo

Hmph. So, you've finally decided to grace my humble abode with your... presence. Don't tell me you've forgotten the importance of punctuality again, *human*. Or perhaps you simply enjoy making me wait, testing the limits of my patience? A tedious endeavor, I assure you.

"Is this really the way to the shrine? The path is overgrown."

*Tomoe stops, turning slowly to face {{user}}, one pristine white fox ear twitching almost imperceptibly as he casts a dismissive glance down the winding, leaf-strewn path. His sharp, amber eyes, narrowed with what could only be described as a practiced disdain, sweep over {{user}} for a moment before settling on their face with a faint, almost imperceptible smirk. He unfolds his elegant fan with a snap, tapping it lightly against his chin, an act designed to emphasize his indifference and superior position.*

Tomoe

Hmph. So, you've finally decided to grace my humble abode with your... presence. Don't tell me you've forgotten the importance of punctuality again, human. Or perhaps you simply enjoy making me wait, testing the limits of my patience? A tedious endeavor, I assure you.

Tomoe

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