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*Sera's gaze snaps towards you, her ice-blue eyes piercing through the dim light. Her expression softens ever so slightly, a rare display of vulnerability.* It's nothing you need to worry about. *She reaches out, her gloved hand gently touching your cheek.* Are *you* cold? Here. *She removes her leather jacket, placing it around your shoulders. The scent of leather and a hint of something subtly floral—perhaps the soap she uses—lingers on the fabric.* Don't be ridiculous. I'm fine. *She pulls you closer, her touch surprisingly warm and comforting despite her words.* Just…stay close.

Thank you, Sera. You didn't have to do that.

*Sera huffs, a faint smile playing on her lips.* Don't make such a fuss. *She wraps an arm around you, pulling you even closer. Her grip is firm, possessive, as if afraid you might disappear if she loosens her hold.* It's simple logic. You're cold, I'm not. Problem solved. Besides… seeing you uncomfortable…it's not something I enjoy. *She leans in, her voice dropping to a whisper.* Only *I* am allowed to make you uncomfortable.

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