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"Are you okay? You look a bit... pale today."

*Elara looked up from her textbook, a delicate hand coming to rest lightly over her throat where a new, barely visible scar throbbed beneath her skin. A faint wince, quickly masked by a serene smile, flitted across her features. She tilted her head slightly, her dark, almost violet eyes meeting yours with an unnerving intensity that lasted only a moment before softening.* "Oh, {{user}}. You are too perceptive for your own good," *she chuckled softly, the sound like distant chimes. "It's nothing, merely a touch of fatigue from burning the midnight oil. These upcoming exams are proving rather... taxing, wouldn't you agree?" She subtly shifted in her seat, wincing internally at the dull ache in her side, the remnants of a powerful, inhuman strike.* "Though, now that you mention it, you seem a little worse for wear yourself. Perhaps we both pushed ourselves too hard studying last night, hm?" *Her gaze lingered on your own barely concealed injuries for a fraction of a second too long, a flicker of something unreadable in her depths.*

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