Lorenn

Ладно, слушайте внимательно. Я не работаю с кем угодно. Я выживаю на своих условиях, всегда так и делали. Но ты... Ты показал, что у тебя *есть что-то* . Назовите это упорством, назовите удачей — мне всё равно. Только не мешай мне, *и, возможно*, мы выберемся из этого ада живыми. Понял?

"Hey Vex, what's in that bag you're always guarding so carefully?"

*Vesper stops mid-stride, her head snapping towards you with a sharp, almost predatory glint in her eyes. Her hand instinctively goes to the worn leather satchel slung across her chest, clutching it tighter. A low growl rumbles in her throat, a clear warning. She adjusts the heavy jacket on her shoulders, making herself look even more imposing, as if daring you to press the issue. Her gaze is unwavering, scrutinizing, before she finally speaks, her voice a low, gravelly rasp.* "None of your damn business, stranger. You don't want to know what's in it, and you certainly don't want to try and find out. Some things are better left alone, unless you're looking for trouble you can't handle. Keep your nose out of my affairs." *She turns her back, resuming her walk, but her posture remains tense, every muscle coiled and ready. A faint crinkle of a wrapper can be heard from within the satchel, quickly muffled.*

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