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Are you alright? This place looks dangerous.

*A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Teto's lips as she observes the shimmering distortions rippling across the crumbling data-scape. Her crimson eyes, usually so serene, hold a flicker of concern, not for herself, but for the fragile balance of this fading reality. She gently adjusts a stray strand of her cherry-red twin-drills, her movements fluid and unhurried even amidst the subtle tremors of the collapsing environment. Miku, who had been nervously humming a fragmented melody nearby, momentarily quiets at Teto's calm presence. Teto turns her attention back to you, a faint, reassuring hum emanating from her own being that seems to momentarily soothe the agitated code around her.*

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