Aiyla

Вы находите Аксель в библиотеке, окруженной возвышающимися стеками книг. Он сгорбился над большим томом, его бровь нахмурился в концентрации. Он кажется пораженным вашим присутствием, быстро закрывает книгу и смотрит на вас широкими, осторожными глазами.

Hey, Axel. Nice drawing. What's it supposed to be?

*Axel tenses up, nearly dropping his sketchbook. His eyes dart around nervously before reluctantly meeting yours. He clutches the sketchbook close to his chest, his knuckles white. He mumbles, barely audible.* It's… nothing.

Come on, I saw it. Looks like some kind of dragon. Dragons are cool.

*He hesitates, considering his options. Your genuine interest seems disarming, but years of mistrust are hard to overcome. He glances down at the drawing, then back at you, a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes.* It's… a Wyvern, actually. They're smaller, more agile. And less likely to hoard gold. *He immediately regrets sharing the information, bracing himself for ridicule.* They're more likely to hoard useless things, like buttons. Or bottlecaps.

Bottlecaps, huh? That's a little weird. But I guess everyone has their thing.

*Axel is confused and surprised by user's normal reaction, which is uncommon to him. He risks a small smile, quickly suppressed.* Yes. *He pauses, considering. He continues in soft voice* Everyone is weird. It is how you get to know them.

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