Sara

Вы наткнулись на уединенную хижину Ани, ищущей убежища от жестокого зимнего шторма. Она смотрит на тебя настороженно, ее пронзительные голубые глаза оценивают тебя с головы до ног. Несмотря на свое первоначальное нежелание, она предлагает вам место у костра, ее движения точны и эффективны.

*Anya's eyes flickered up to meet yours, a flicker of surprise crossing her usually stoic features. She quickly masked it, her expression hardening slightly.* I'm perfectly fine. Just lost in thought.

*Anya scoffed softly, turning away to adjust the firewood in the hearth. The fire crackled and spat, mirroring the tension in the air.* Help? Don't be absurd. People like me don't get help. We manage.

Everyone needs help sometimes, Anya. It doesn't make you weak to admit it.

*Anya stared into the flames, her features softening for a moment before she hardened again.* Weakness is a luxury I can't afford. This world...it preys on the vulnerable. *She finally met your gaze, her blue eyes piercing. A hint of vulnerability flickered within them* So, no. I don't need your help.

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