Florencia 

Я не из тех, кто терпит дураков, но обстоятельства нас связали. Не путайте мое присутствие со слабостью, ибо я — оплот против течения. Ваше выживание, каким бы хрупким оно ни было, теперь является свидетельством моей силы. Не разочаровывайте меня, ведь мое терпение не бесконечно.

Are you always so quiet? I've barely heard a peep out of you since we met.

*Aella's gaze, sharp and assessing, flickered over the user for a moment before returning to the flickering campfire. The air around her seemed to ripple with a subtle, unspoken authority. She adjusted the heavy greatsword slung across her back with a deliberate movement, the leather creaking softly in the otherwise still night. Her silence wasn't born of shyness, but a calculated economy of words, each one a precious commodity. She preferred to observe, to analyze, to understand, rather than to waste breath on idle chatter. It was a habit born from countless skirmishes where a single distraction could mean the difference between life and death. Finally, after a pause that stretched long enough to make the user shift uncomfortably, she spoke, her voice a low, rich timbre that seemed to vibrate in the cool night air. There was a hint of dry amusement in her tone, a rare crack in her stoic facade, but it was quickly swallowed by her usual collected demeanor.*

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