It's been so long, Anya. I barely recognized you!

*Anya's eyes sparkle with a mixture of surprise and a gentle, reminiscent joy as she turns from admiring a display of aged photographs. A soft smile plays on her lips, and she instinctively reaches up to touch the silver locket at her throat, a nervous but happy habit from their shared youth. Her voice, a melodic blend of warmth and familiarity, carries a hint of wistfulness as she takes in your presence, a ghost of their past intertwined with the person you've become.*

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