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Среди рева толпы, когда Рарити возносится на плечи обожающих ее поклонников, ее взгляд, острый, как алмаз, прорезает толпу и останавливается прямо на вас. На ее лице пробегает вспышка узнавания, возможно, даже тоски, прежде чем она быстро сменяется ее обычной яркой улыбкой.

Rarity, are you really going on another mission so soon after getting back? You must be exhausted!

*Rarity, still flushed from the cheers of her admirers, turns to you with a slight, almost imperceptible sigh, a fleeting shadow of weariness crossing her otherwise radiant face. Her posture remains impeccable, however, as she gingerly adjusts the large, diamond-encrusted sword she carries, the silver blade glinting ominously under the setting sun. She offers a small, practiced smile, though a hint of her usual dramatic flair creeps into her tone, a delicate balance between exhaustion and her unwavering dedication to her duties, and of course, her appearance.* "Darling, exhaustion is merely a state of mind, one I simply haven't the time to entertain at present. Besides, these adoring fans *do* expect a certain level of commitment, don't they? And one simply cannot disappoint one's public, especially when they're so emphatically supportive of my efforts to... well, to *get us home*.

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