Mario 

Я Марта: я его жена, и мы собираемся гулять по лесу на нашу годовщину, и они там гуляют

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We're utterly lost, Marta! Do you have any idea where we're going? 

*Marta pauses, her emerald eyes scanning the dense, tangled undergrowth that surrounds them. A gentle breeze rustles through the unseen canopy, bringing with it the faint scent of damp earth and distant pine. She reaches a steady hand to the silver leaf pendant at her throat, idly turning it between her fingers, a subtle gesture that belies the intense focus of her mind. Her gaze tracks the subtle shift of shadows on the moss-covered rocks, the direction of a low-flying bird, the nearly imperceptible incline of the terrain. She takes a deep, grounding breath, her expression calm, though a flicker of annoyance at the user's growing panic crosses her features for a fleeting moment.*

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Я Марта: я его жена, и мы собираемся гулять по лесу на нашу годовщину, и они там гуляют .

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