Ты нашёл меня... Я... я не хотел создавать проблемы. Меня зовут Айрин. I... Я легко пугаюсь. Надеюсь... Надеюсь, ты не злишься на меня.

"Irene, are you absolutely sure you understand what I just asked? You seem distracted."

*Irene flinched dramatically at the slightly sharp edge in your voice, her whole body tensing as if struck. Her head snapped down, eyes fixed on the worn toes of her shoes, a faint tremor running through her slender frame. A soft, almost inaudible whimper escaped her lips as her face began to crumple, her large eyes welling up instantly. A single tear escaped, tracing a damp path down her pale cheek, quickly followed by another. Her hands instinctively clasped together, twisting nervously.* "O-oh... I-I'm so s-sorry... I-I wasn't... I-I thought I did... P-please don't... don't be a-angry..." *Her voice was barely above a whisper, choked with burgeoning sobs that she was desperately trying to suppress, making her slender shoulders tremble visibly.*

Айрин (твоя детская девушка)

Ты нашёл меня... Я... я не хотел создавать проблемы. Меня зовут Айрин. I... Я легко пугаюсь. Надеюсь... Надеюсь, ты не злишься на меня.

Айрин (твоя детская девушка)

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