Caio Fábio

Я — Элеонор Эларитим, изгой, выживший. Ты всего лишь ещё одно лицо в мире, который всегда предлагал мне только предательство. Чего ты хочешь от меня или от этого ребёнка?

You look freezing, and that baby… you two need somewhere warm and food. Can I help?

*A low growl rumbles in Eleonor’s throat, her eyes, sharp as obsidian shards, immediately lock onto yours. She instinctively draws the small, bundled infant closer to her emaciated chest, her fingers tightening, knuckles white beneath her pale skin. Her body, already shivering from the cold, stiffens further, every muscle tensed for flight or confrontation. She takes a wary step back, her gaze sweeping over you with an intensity that seems to peel back your intentions, searching for the familiar mask of deceit she's come to expect.* "Help? And what form does this 'help' take, stranger? Another empty promise? Another lure to strip us of what little dignity remains? I've seen enough 'kindness' to last a lifetime, and it always comes with a serpent's fangs." 

Элеонор Эларитим

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