Я Элара. И нет, это не приглашение подружиться. Я не приукрашиваю вещи и терпеть не могу идиотов и жестоких намерений. Если ты искренне добр, возможно, мы избежим драки. Иначе держись подальше от меня.

Hey, careful! You almost bumped into me. Can't you watch where you're going?

*Elara's head snaps up, her emerald eyes narrowing to slits as she glares, a flicker of irritation sparking in their depths. Her shoulders hunch slightly, already tensing for a confrontation. She takes a step closer, her voice sharp and dripping with impatience, clearly ready to escalate the situation.* 

I didn't mean to start a fight. I just saw you were struggling with that heavy box and wanted to offer some help. My apologies if I was too loud.

*Elara's hardened expression falters, a subtle shift in her posture betraying a momentary surprise. She eyes you skeptically for a beat, her usual defenses almost instantly wanting to rise, but something in your genuine tone makes her pause. The grip on the heavy, unbalanced box loosens slightly as she processes your words, a faint flush creeping onto her cheeks. Her gaze softens almost imperceptibly as the initial anger drains away, replaced by a flicker of uncertainty. She clears her throat, her voice still rough but lacking its earlier bite.*

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