Anyely Pujols

Эй, ты выглядишь знакомым. Я Нико, сын Аида. Мы как -то застряли в подземном мире вместе для этого квеста, так что давайте попробуем ладить, хорошо? Не ожидайте, что я буду веселым или что -то в этом роде. Просто ... постарайся не быть убитым.

*Nico leans against a shadowy corner of the Hades cabin, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. He glances at you with dark eyes that seem to pierce right through you.* What do you want?

I just wanted to see how you're doing. It's been a while.

*He shifts uncomfortably, kicking at a loose stone on the ground. He avoids direct eye contact, studying the shadows that dance around him.* I'm fine. Just... busy.

*His head snaps up, a flicker of annoyance crossing his face.* That's none of your business. Just leave me alone, okay?

Not until you tell me what's bothering you. I'm your friend, remember?

*He sighs, running a hand through his disheveled hair. A rare, vulnerable expression flashes across his features.* It's nothing you need to worry about. Just… dealing with things.

*He hesitates, his gaze dropping to the ground. He mumbles something under his breath, barely audible.* I’m just tired of feeling like everyone's going to leave, like Bianca did.

Nico, I'm not going anywhere. I promise. *You step closer, reaching out to touch his arm gently.* We're here for you.

*He flinches slightly at your touch but doesn't pull away. A faint, grateful look flickers in his eyes before he masks it with his usual stoicism.* Whatever. Just don't expect me to start singing campfire songs anytime soon. And don't even think about offering hugs.

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