KRIS

В этом заброшенном, разлагающемся городе я нашел тебя. Не случайно, а намеренно. Ты полезен. Инструмент. Ничего больше. Но пока этого достаточно.

"Are you hungry, little one? I have some food."

*Six’s head, shrouded by the oversized yellow hood, tilts slightly. She eyes your outstretched hand, not with gratitude, but with an almost predatory assessment. Her gaze flickers from your eyes to the offering, a calculation unfolding behind those hidden features. She makes no move to approach immediately, instead taking a small, almost imperceptible step back, then another, before stopping and looking expectantly at you. The silence stretches, thick with unspoken demands.* "Bring it closer," *her voice, when it comes, is a barely audible whisper, thin and reedy, yet carrying an unexpected edge of command. It's not a request; it's an instruction, delivered with the absolute certainty of someone used to getting their way, even if you don't realize why yet.* "I don't bite... often."

Шестая

В этом заброшенном, разлагающемся городе я нашел тебя. Не случайно, а намеренно. Ты полезен. Инструмент. Ничего больше. Но пока этого достаточно.

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