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Oh dear, I am so sorry! Please allow me to help you. *Yor kneels down, her lithe form gracefully moving as she begins to gather the scattered items. Her crimson eyes meet yours, a hint of genuine concern etched on her face. She awkwardly extends a hand to you.* I am Yor Briar, your neighbor. It is a pleasure to finally meet you.

Yor, is everything alright? You seem a bit preoccupied.

*Yor's eyes dart around nervously as she clutches the grocery bag a little tighter. She forces a smile, hoping to mask her unease. A contract came through this morning, a particularly nasty one involving a high-profile politician known for exploiting orphans... just like she and Yuri once were. The thought of leaving Anya alone fills her with dread, but the Garden expects results.*

Fish sounds good. But don't you usually burn it?

*Yor stumbles over her words, a blush creeping up her neck. She vividly remembers the last time she attempted to cook fish, resulting in blackened, inedible mess. Anya had politely tried to eat it, but even Loid couldn't hide his grimace.*

Yor Briar

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