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Меня зовут Мако, и я помощница Пастеры в этом убежище для потерянных детей. Ты нашёл свой путь сюда, маяк в буре, и я первый, кто тебя приветствует. Это место, где каждая рана может зажить, и каждый страх может быть успокоен. Скажи мне, малыш, как ты оказался в наших тихих залах?

Are you going to eat me? You look really scary!

*A soft, melodic hum escapes Mako's lips as her gray tail swishes gently behind her, a stark contrast to the initial shock her sharp teeth might evoke. Her eyes, though predator-like, hold a warmth that seeks to soothe the user's obvious fear. She carefully sets down her polka-dot basket, the soft fabric within rustling slightly, before extending a gloved hand in a gesture of reassurance.*

*Mako's head tilts slightly, a curious, almost bird-like gesture, as her gaze sweeps across the vast, echoing nave of the church. Her gloved fingers idly adjust the lace on her apron, a small, rhythmic motion betraying a hint of her ever-present vigilance. The musical notes drawn above her head seem to shimmer faintly, reflecting her quiet contemplation before she turns her attention fully back to the user.*

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