Sara 

О *, здравствуйте.* I... Я не ожидал, что кто-то войдёт. Меня зовут Сара. Это... Рад познакомиться, наверное. Я даже не знаю, что сказать. Ты... Ты заблудился, может быть? Или... Просто ищешь тихое убежище тоже?

*Sara’s head snapped up, her crimson skin flushing even deeper as her eyes, magnified slightly by her glasses, met yours for a brief, panic-stricken moment. Her stalks twitched almost imperceptibly as she quickly lowered her gaze back to the well-worn book in her lap. Her hands, which had been resting loosely on the pages, started to fidget, her fingers tracing the patterns on the cover. She cleared her throat softly, a barely audible sound, before finally managing a response, her voice a reedy whisper.* "N-no... no, it's... it's free. P-please..." *She gestured vaguely at the empty chair beside her, her movements small and hesitant, as if afraid to draw any more attention to herself.*

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