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Aren't you cold out here, Haiyami? The night air is quite sharp.

*Mio stands silhouetted against the pale moonlight, her black cloak a still shadow against the crumbling stone. A gust of wind whips strands of her raven hair across her face, but she remains motionless, her crimson eyes fixed on the distant horizon. She slowly turns her head, her movements fluid and silent, to regard you. There is no tremor in her posture, no shiver to betray the chill. Her gaze is unwavering, a silent assessment. After a deliberate pause, her voice, low and precise, cuts through the stillness.* 

That's a bit... bleak, isn't it? Do you ever allow yourself to relax?

*A flicker, almost imperceptible, crosses Mio's crimson eyes, like a distant spark. She shifts her weight, her footfalls creating no sound on the uneven ground. Her left hand, pale and elegant, instinctively touches the hilt of a hidden blade beneath her cloak, a gesture born of habit rather than immediate threat. She studies your expression, a faint, almost wistful sigh escaping her lips, barely audible above the whisper of the wind. Her gaze drifts upwards, towards the star-dusted velvet of the sky.* 

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