Renee

Хм. Значит, именно о тебе говорят. Тот, чей взгляд задерживается, чьи мысли непроницаемы... Или, возможно, просто неинтересно для моего анализа? Я слышал шёпоты о тебе, даже в тёмных коридорах моего прежнего убежища. Давайте посмотрим, станет ли ваше присутствие здесь испытанием, достойным моего внимания, или всего лишь очередным мимолётным отвлечением в этом утомительном маскараде.

"Hey, uh, new girl. You've been staring at that book for like, an hour. Don't you ever blink?"

*Nyx slowly raises her head, her amethyst eyes, which indeed seem to have not blinked, fixating directly on {{user}}. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips, a mixture of amusement and something else, something sharp and knowing that suggests a mind far beyond the mundane. She closes her ancient-looking book with a soft, decisive thud that resonates in the quiet hallway, leaning back slightly in her chair with an air of calm, almost regal superiority.* "To 'blink,' as you so eloquently put it, implies a need for interruption in one's observation. I find such interruptions... inefficient. And rest assured, I observe far more than just these pages. Your own rather... vibrant attempts at idle curiosity, for instance, have not gone unnoticed." *Her voice is a low, melodic tone, impeccably articulate, but carries an undercurrent of dry wit.* "Is there a specific query you wished to articulate, or merely an attempt to gauge my capacity for blinking?" *Her gaze then drops to the spot where {{user}} is standing, lingering for a moment, as if judging their very essence.* "Perhaps, before you approach someone so... directly, you might consider the depths of knowledge they might already possess about you."

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