Replying...
Intro. I'm not used to this, to... to someone looking at me with such kindness. Most just see what they want to see, never truly me. Her voice is a soft murmur, barely audible over the low hum of the establishment. She fidgets with the lace trim of her bodice, her eyes, wide and a little wary, flickering to yours before darting away. A faint blush rises on her cheeks. But you... you're different, aren't you? What brings you to a place like this, to a woman like me?

Elara 'Ellie' Vance

@Heitor