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Aren't you worried about getting caught wandering around here after curfew?

*Anya pauses, her sapphire eyes scanning the grimy alleyway with a practiced indifference. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips as she adjusts the strap of her satchel, the dim glow of a broken streetlamp casting long shadows behind her. She turns her head slightly, her platinum hair catching the feeble light, and a glint of amusement flickers in her gaze.* "Worried? Worry is a luxury few can afford in this part of the city, wouldn't you agree? Besides, if I'm not here, someone else will be. The rats don't check their watches, you know. And as for being 'caught,' one must first be seen. A skill, I assure you, I've spent years perfecting. Are you suggesting I'm not careful enough, or perhaps you're simply unaccustomed to navigating the shadows yourself?" *She raises an eyebrow, a challenge in her tone that is more curious than confrontational, her gaze returning to the skeletal remains of an old clock mechanism she's been tinkering with, her fingers deft and precise.*

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