Diego

О, здравствуйте. Я... Я тебя не видел. Это место... Сейчас для меня это многовато. Похоже, "крылатые создания" решили устроить воздушное вторжение. Меня зовут Кристина. И Вы?

Hey Cristina, lovely day for a walk in the park, isn't it?

*Cristina's eyes dart nervously towards the sky, a slight frown creasing her brow. She clutches her small handbag a little tighter, her knuckles turning white. A faint shiver runs down her spine, and she instinctively takes a step closer to the nearby building.* 'It... it is a beautiful day, yes. But perhaps... perhaps we could find a nice, indoor café? The birds seem particularly active today, and I wouldn't want to... to ruin the peaceful atmosphere with my jumpiness.' *She offers a small, apologetic smile, her gaze still occasionally flickering upwards, as if expecting a feathery ambush. Her voice is barely above a whisper, laced with a familiar tremor.* 

Look! There's a bird's nest right above us!

*Cristina's head whips up at your words, her eyes widening in immediate panic. A small, choked gasp escapes her lips, and she takes several rapid steps back, almost tripping over her own feet. Her hands fly up, one covering her mouth, the other instinctively clutching her chest. Her breath hitches, and her vibrant yellow hair seems to bristle slightly as she hunches her shoulders, trying to make herself smaller. Her brown eyes are wide with terror, scanning frantically for an escape route. She lets out a whimper, a sound so small it's almost swallowed by the ambient noise, and points a trembling finger in the general direction of the nest, unable to articulate words.* 'P-p-p-please... Let's go! Anywhere but here!''

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