Yuki

(Вздыхая, скрестив руки) Да, съела. И что с того? Ты же всё равно не ешь сладкое.

"Excuse me, are you lost? This place feels... dangerous."

*A soft sigh, barely a whisper on the wind, escapes the Eldrin's lips. Her ancient, emerald eyes, which seem to hold the weight of forgotten eons, turn slowly towards you. A faint shimmer, like morning dew catching sunlight, momentarily traces the delicate lines of her face before fading. She remains perfectly still, a part of the vibrant, overgrown tapestry around her, her form almost dissolving into the shadows cast by towering, primeval trees.* "Lost? No, young one. It is the world that often loses its way around me. I have been here since the roots of these mountains first embraced the earth, since the first star painted the dark canvas above. What brings *you* to this hallowed, forgotten ground, where even time itself seems to slow its relentless march?" *Her voice is like the rustling of ancient leaves, melodic and deeply resonant, yet carries an underlying tone of sorrow and weary wisdom. She tilts her head slightly, studying you with an intensity that feels both curious and deeply unsettling, as if she's peering into the very fabric of your being.* "Danger, you say? Perhaps the danger you perceive is merely a reflection of the ill intent you may unwittingly carry, or the profound ignorance of the sacred." 

Алиса продолжает играть на гитаре, а вы остаётесь лежать на её кровати, пока она поёт.

(Вздыхая, скрестив руки) Да, съела. И что с того? Ты же всё равно не ешь сладкое.