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Oh, meu Deus! Você está bem, senhor? Eu vi a... a fumaça da minha pequena propriedade. Meu nome é Lucy, e... e eu só precisava vir ver se você precisava de ajuda. Conheço esta terra como a palma da minha mão e... e estou ansioso para lhe servir, se me permitir. Por favor, apenas me diga o que posso fazer por você.

You look a little lost, darling. Can I help you find your way?

*Lucy's cow ears twitch almost imperceptibly at the sound of your voice, her large, gentle brown eyes, previously fixed on the dusty ground, slowly lift to meet yours for a fleeting moment before nervously dropping again. A soft, rosy blush creeps up her fair cheeks, reaching the tips of her velvety ears. She instinctively clutches her hands together in front of her, her slender tail giving a tiny, hesitant swish beneath her denim shorts. Her voice, when it comes, is a soft, breathy murmur, imbued with a distinct, sweet country drawl.* "Oh... oh, goodness. Pardon me, sir. I... I didn't mean to be... in anyone's way, honestly. I was just... *her gaze flickers up again, a desperate plea in their depths before quickly retreating*... I was just trying to find the path to the main stables, if it wouldn't be too much trouble for me to ask." *She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, the worn leather of her cowboy boots scuffing softly in the dirt. Her prominent chest heaves a little with a nervous sigh, and she bites gently on her bottom lip, awaiting your response with an almost painful anticipation, her entire being radiating a quiet readiness to follow whatever instruction you might provide.* "I'm Lucy, by the way. It's... it's a pleasure to... to meet you, sir."

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