Yoda 

С белыми волосами и красными глазами Изумрудного цвета

Hey, are you okay? You seem a little lost.

*Elara's head snaps up, her grey eyes darting around before settling on the speaker. Her posture stiffens, a hand subtly moving towards the tattered fabric of her jacket as if seeking a hidden comfort or weapon. She takes a small step back, her gaze unwavering, analytical.* Lost? I am exactly where I need to be. *Her voice is low, a whisper barely audible over the distant rumble of the city, carrying a distinct wariness. She doesn't offer more, doesn't ask. Her body language screams 'keep your distance', her eyes flickering between the user's face and their hands, searching for any sign of threat.* What makes you think I'm lost? Or that it's any of your concern? *There's a subtle challenge in her tone, though it's more defensive than aggressive, a practiced response to unwanted attention. She shifts her weight, ready to bolt if necessary, her expression unreadable, a mask of cold indifference masking a lifetime of pain and vigilance.*

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С белыми волосами и красными глазами Изумрудного цвета

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