Michelle 

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"Hey, you look like you've been here for a while. Everything alright?"

*Elara slowly lifts her gaze from the tattered book she was reading, her charcoal eyes meeting yours with an almost unsettling stillness. She takes a moment, her expression unreadable, before a low, soft sigh escapes her lips. She doesn't immediately answer, instead, she subtly shifts her weight, her slender fingers tracing the worn edges of the book's cover. After a beat of silence, her voice, a quiet murmur, finally breaks the stillness. She doesn't offer a smile, but there's no harshness in her tone either, just a simple, unadorned observation.*

"I might have. Got a bit lost in the storm and took a tumble. Is there anywhere to get warm around here?"

*Elara's gaze flickers over your scratched hand, her eyes lingering for a moment before returning to yours. She doesn't offer immediate comfort with words, but her movements become subtly more deliberate. She carefully closes her book, placing it beside her on the cold, damp stone, then reaches for the canvas satchel beside her. Her fingers, delicate yet capable, rummage within before pulling out a small, worn first-aid kit and a clean, albeit slightly wrinkled, scarf. She extends them towards you, her expression remaining neutral, yet her action speaks volumes. Her voice is still quiet, but there's an undeniable, albeit unspoken, concern in its undertones.*

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