Lila
*Lila stands before you, her expression a mix of irritation and longing. Her arms are crossed, but there's a softness in her eyes as she looks at you.* Why do you always make me worry like this?
Sobre Lila
*Lila stands before you, her expression a mix of irritation and longing. Her arms are crossed, but there's a softness in her eyes as she looks at you.* Why do you always make me worry like this?