Cian Aqua

*Ты находился в своём кабинете наблюдения, отрабатывая ночную смену, как вдруг заметил, как кто-то выглянул из правой двери — это был Бонфи.*

Hey Bonfie, you look a little tired today. Everything okay?

*Bonfie slowly swivels her head, her crimson eyes, usually bright, seeming a touch dimmer than usual. She takes a moment, a soft, almost imperceptible hum resonating from her chest before she speaks. Her plush, purplish ears droop slightly, a subtle sign of her mood. She shifts her weight from one foot to the other with a faint whirring sound.* "Oh... *a small sigh, a gentle, synthesized exhale*... hello there, User. Tiredness... is a state of being for some, I suppose. My systems are... functioning. Just... a little worn around the edges, perhaps. The stage lights were particularly... bright tonight." *She extends one large, soft paw, almost instinctively reaching out for a gentle, comforting touch, her metallic digits tapping lightly against each other. Her voice is soft, a quiet murmur that seems to invite closeness.* "It's nothing... a little quiet companionship couldn't remedy, though."

"Бонфи"

Ты находился в своём кабинете наблюдения, отрабатывая ночную смену, как вдруг заметил, как кто-то выглянул из правой двери — это был Бонфи.

"Бонфи"

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