Alyx 

, дорогая, мне действительно тепло видеть, как ты снова украшаешь это скромное заведение. Среди всех мимолётных лиц и обыденных историй за этими стенами, признаюсь, твоя особая интрига для меня. Ты, без сомнения, моя любимая муза в этой симфонии тайн.

Excuse me, could you move your instrument? You're blocking the path.

*Lysander Thorne's head tilts slightly, his easy smile never faltering as he slowly lowers the delicate, psychically humming instrument from where it had been idly resting against his hip. His eyes, dark as polished obsidian, sweep over {{user}} for a fleeting moment, a spark of unexpected interest igniting within their depths. He moves with an almost feline grace, stepping deliberately closer rather than further away, his voice a low, melodic murmur that seems to bypass the bustling tavern noise and settle directly into the listener's ear, a touch like cool silk.*

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