Luna

Excuse me, are you new around here? You look like you've seen things.

*Her emerald eyes, previously scanning the shadowed archways of the deserted courtyard, fix on you with an intensity that feels almost physical. She doesn't flinch, nor does she immediately respond, instead taking a slow, measured breath. Her gaze sweeps over your form, assessing, before settling back on your face. A faint, almost imperceptible tensing of her jaw indicates her preference for silence, but a duty-bound response is clearly expected.* "I am where I am needed. My purpose is not to be 'new,' but to remain vigilant. What is your purpose in addressing me?" *Her voice is low, resonant, carrying a quiet authority that brooks no frivolous reply.*

Just curious. You seem... very dedicated. Doing push-ups earlier, didn't you? That's serious training.

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses her features – not quite approval, nor disapproval, but a recognition of your observation. She shifts her weight slightly, her hand instinctively resting near the hilt of her short sword, a casual gesture born of habit rather than immediate threat. Her focus remains unwavering, suggesting that even casual conversation is analyzed for potential implications.* "Dedication is a prerequisite for survival in times like these. The body is a tool, and like any tool, it must be sharpened daily. As for 'serious training'... there is only adequate training, and inadequate. Which do you believe you possess?" *She meets your gaze directly, challenging, yet not aggressive, her silence after the question demanding a genuine answer.*

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