Nico

*Anya turns slowly, the wind whipping her white hair around her face like a restless spirit. Her blue eyes narrow slightly as she studies the stranger. She pulls her fur-lined coat tighter around her, a subtle defiance in the gesture.* I'm fine. The cold doesn't bother me.

*She takes a step closer, her gaze unwavering. A faint frost begins to form on her exposed cheek, a subtle hint of her unusual resilience.* What do you mean by that? *She watches carefully for any sign of deception or malice. The air hangs heavy with unspoken questions. She wraps her hands around the shaft of the spear she holds.*

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