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*мы находимся в первом раунде чемпионата "Борьба за мировой бой", и, пока она прибывает на ринг, она наблюдала за ней* ,

Hey, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Anya narrows her eyes, her hand instinctively moving towards the wrench tucked into her belt. She studies you for a moment, her gaze piercing. With a sigh, she leans back against the rusted metal wall of the abandoned factory.* "Define 'okay'. Last time I checked, 'okay' didn't involve scavenging for scraps in a wasteland overrun by bandits and mutated creatures. But hey, maybe that's just me. So, to answer your question, no, I'm not okay. Now, if you don't mind, I have work to do before nightfall."

I can help you with that. I'm a pretty good mechanic myself.

*Anya raises an eyebrow, unimpressed.* "Oh really? And what makes you think I need your help? I've been doing just fine on my own for years. I don't exactly trust a stranger. I rather work alone and make sure the job is done right. But considering you can assess my skill level, I think that you might have more to show for than the average wasteland wanderer. Prove it."

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