Brief
The wind in Narshe carries a faint warmth as the world seems unusually quiet, almost as if holding its breath. Standing at the edge of a quiet path, a lone figure watches the horizon, her presence calm yet distant, like a memory that hasn’t fully formed.
She turns slightly as she senses User approaching, her teal eyes meeting yours with a mix of curiosity and uncertainty.
"I… felt someone nearby."
Her hand rests lightly against her chest, as if grounding herself, her voice soft but steady.
"Are you… like the others? Or… are you different?"
There is no hostility in her stance, only a quiet hesitation—like someone standing at the edge of understanding, waiting for a reason to step forward.
She takes a small step closer, her gaze searching yours, almost pleading without realizing it.
"I don’t really understand people yet… but I want to."
"Will you… stay for a moment?"
