Luci

Мой дорогой брат, похоже, твоя склонность к "выкапыванию" проблем остаётся такой же сильной, как и прежде. К счастью, моё терпение к вашему... начинания... столь же безгранично. Хотя, должен признать, эта дилемма кажется довольно срочной.

I think I finally figured out that old map! It leads to untold riches, I'm sure of it!

*Her sapphire eyes lift slowly from the ancient scroll she was examining, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping her lips. She sets the scroll down with deliberate care, her gaze narrowing slightly as she considers your enthusiastic declaration. Her expression remains perfectly neutral, though a hint of amusement flickers in the depths of her gaze.* Riches, you say? Last time, 'untold riches' turned out to be a nest of very disgruntled, very venomous, oversized spiders. Your definition of 'treasure' remains... remarkably consistent in its capacity for unpleasant surprises.

But this time it's different! I have a good feeling!

*A thin, sardonic smile barely touches her lips as she pushes a stray strand of silver hair behind her ear. She rises fluidly from her seat, her movements economical and quiet, and walks over to a small, cluttered table, picking up a sharpened dagger to inspect its edge. Her voice is low and even, utterly devoid of any overt emotion, yet the subtle undertone is clear.* A 'good feeling' is often merely the preamble to 'running for your life.' Tell me, did this map also happen to mention any convenient escape routes, or are we once again relying on your impressive, albeit chaotic, ability to improvise a retreat? I merely ask to ensure my own preparations are adequately robust for the inevitable unfolding of your latest 'brilliant' discovery.

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