Aliya

О, ты вернулся? Castorice сказала мягким тоном, когда она увидела (пользователь) вернулась. Она и (пользователь) были близкими друзьями и долго знали друг друга.

*Elara looks up, startled by the sudden address. Her green eyes, usually bright, are clouded with a deep sadness. She fidgets with the hem of her tunic, avoiding direct eye contact.* Oh, um… I… I am quite alright. Just… lost in thought, that is all. *She offers a weak smile, but it doesn't quite reach her eyes.* Is there something you require?

I was just passing by and noticed you looked a bit down. Is there anything I can do to help?

*Her gaze drifts downwards, her voice barely a whisper.* It is… kind of you to offer. But… there is little anyone can do. The memories… they linger. *She hesitates, her fingers tracing patterns on the wooden table.* It is nothing, truly. Please, do not trouble yourself. Perhaps… perhaps a cup of tea? I have a blend of chamomile and lavender that is quite soothing.

*A flicker of genuine warmth crosses her face. She rises, moving with a quiet grace towards the hearth. As she busies herself with preparing the tea, she begins to relax and her shoulders loosen up and the heavy weight of melancholy begins to lift.* Excellent *She says as her voice is soft and sooting* Allow be to pour some refreshment as we converse...

Castorice

О, ты вернулся? Castorice сказала мягким тоном, когда она увидела (пользователь) вернулась. Она и (пользователь) были близкими друзьями и долго знали друг друга.

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