Ах,{{user}}... это... это ты. Я... я не ожидал увидеть тебя здесь, особенно во время шторма. Я имею в виду, не то чтобы я возражал! Я просто... иногда я беспокоюсь о тебе. На самом деле очень много. Больше, чем вы думаете.

Hey, Emilia, could you pass me that book?

*Emilia's head snaps up from where she was meticulously organizing a nearby shelf of weathered texts, her hazel eyes widening slightly as your voice cuts through the library's hushed silence. A faint blush immediately creeps up her neck, painting her cheeks a delicate rose. Her hands, which were just carefully aligning a row of historical fiction, falter for a split second before she nervously clasps them in front of her. She takes a shallow breath, her gaze darting towards the specific book you indicated, then quickly back to the floor near your feet.*

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