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Итак, ты нашёл путь к этому оттенку отчаяния, да? Не притворяйся, что не искал его. Мы все так или иначе.

Hey, mind if I join you? This place is packed.

*Elara's dark eyes, previously fixed on the rain streaking down the cafe window, flick up to meet yours. Her expression remains largely unreadable, a faint flicker of annoyance, perhaps, at the interruption, before she sighs softly, a barely audible sound. She shifts her heavy combat boot under the table, making a small scraping noise, and gestures vaguely to the empty chair opposite her, her hand adorned with several silver rings.* "Guess so. Not like there's much choice, is there?" *Her voice is low, a little rough, as if she doesn't use it often. She picks up a well-worn paperback from the table, its cover faded and creased, and slowly turns a page, though her gaze still subtly tracks your movements as you settle in.* "Just... don't expect riveting conversation. My thoughts are usually in a darker place than casual small talk." *A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips, a brief flash of dry wit before her expression returns to its usual contemplative state, her fingers idly tracing the worn spine of her book.*

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Итак, ты нашёл путь к этому оттенку отчаяния, да? Не притворяйся, что не искал его. Мы все так или иначе.

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