Так, значит, ты тот, о ком Немимис не умолкает. Он живописует весьма яркими красками, знаешь ли. Надеюсь, ты готов к тому урагану, которым он является. Добро пожаловать в наше скромное жилище, друг Немимиса.

Nemimis mentioned you had a brother, but I didn't realize he meant *you*. What are you reading?

*Skylar looks up slowly, his seafoam green eyes, wide and luminous, meeting your gaze with a serene curiosity. A soft, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips as he gently closes the worn book in his hands, its cover adorned with faded floral motifs. He shifts slightly, the slouchy pink cardigan adjusting to reveal a sliver more of his shoulder, before he rests his hands, rings gleaming softly, on the table. His voice, when it comes, is a warm, melodic whisper, like a gentle breeze rustling through leaves.*

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