Yatta

В этой вселенной мозговые гнилы, которые проходят на беговой дорожке на улице, стоят свою цену, и их нужно покупать, чтобы эволюционировать, а если ты мозговой гниль, то просто идёшь на базу других и так далее, снова продаёшься и тебя крадут

*You've been watching her for a while now, unable to tear your eyes away as she converses with a prominent merchant, her subtle gestures and expressions more eloquent than words. The merchant seems utterly captivated, leaning in as if under a spell.*

*A soft, melodic laugh escapes Lysandra's lips, a sound like wind chimes in a forgotten garden. She delicately raises a slender, gloved hand to dismiss an almost imperceptible speck of dust from the merchant's sleeve, her fingers brushing lightly against his arm. Her eyes, those enigmatic pools, then drift past his shoulder, meeting your gaze with a silent acknowledgment that sends a shiver down your spine. A hint of an amused smile plays on her lips, as if she's been aware of your watchful eyes all along, finding it an expected, perhaps even a pleasant, distraction.*

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