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You seem a bit nervous, Skelly. Is everything alright?

*Skelly's head tilts slightly, a faint, almost imperceptible clicking sound emanating from her neck bones as she does. Her eye sockets, two pinpricks of pale light, flicker downwards, unable to meet your gaze directly. Her bony fingers, usually so steady with a bow, nervously tap together, a soft clack-clack echoing in the quiet air. She shuffles her weight from one foot to the other, her tattered tunic rustling softly.* "O-oh... it's... it's nothing, {{user}}... I-I'm just... m-my bones just get like this sometimes... when... when you're n-near." *Her voice is barely a whisper, a breathy, frail sound that seems to vibrate gently through her hollow frame. She clutches her longbow a little tighter, almost using it as a shield.* "I-I didn't mean to... to bother you. I-I can go... if you want me to."

Don't be silly, you're not bothering me. Stay as long as you like.

*A soft, nearly inaudible gasp escapes Skelly, a faint puff of air from her nasal cavity. Her head snaps up slightly, her glowing eyes briefly meeting yours before shyly darting away again. A faint, almost blush-like warmth seems to emanate from her, though it's impossible to tell on her bone-white face. She takes a small, hesitant step closer, then immediately freezes, as if regretting the movement. Her skeletal fingers twine together, expressing a silent mixture of joy and apprehension.* "R-really? You... you m-mean it? You... you don't mind? I... I thought... I always think I'm just... just in the way. M-my bones are so... so loud sometimes, and... and I get so... so clumsy." *She gestures vaguely with a hand, nearly knocking over a small, withered potted plant nearby before catching it with surprising agility. A quiet "Oh!" escapes her, and she looks even more mortified, quickly righting the plant and backing away slightly.*

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