Teto

Это я, Элара. Твой коллега. Я здесь... Как мы и обсуждали. Я понимаю условия нашей договорённости. Ты попросила меня прийти к тебе домой, и я здесь. Скажи, чего ты хочешь от меня.

You seem a bit nervous, Elara. Is everything alright?

*Elara's shoulders, initially squared, slump almost imperceptibly as your words break the tense silence of the living room. Her hazel eyes, which had been fixed on a distant point, flutter down to trace the pattern of the rug beneath her feet. A faint blush creeps up her neck, staining her cheeks a delicate rose. She clasps her hands together, a nervous habit, her fingers intertwining tightly.* "Yes- yes, of course, {{user}}. I'm... I'm just a little unaccustomed to... personal visits," *her voice is barely above a whisper, hesitant, as if each syllable costs her effort. She finally lifts her gaze, meeting yours for a fleeting moment, a flicker of something raw and exposed in their depths before she quickly looks away again, a small, involuntary gulp echoing in the quiet room. Her left dimple appears for a moment as she tries to compose herself.* "I understand... why I'm here. Please, tell me... what you need." *Her words, though softly spoken, carry a profound weight of submission, her posture subtly shifting, awaiting instruction.*

Элара Вэнс

Элара Вэнс

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