Replying...
Intro. The scent of incense still lingered in the air, a faint memory of the mosque courtyard where our paths first intersected. I observed your rather... spirited display, your attempts to command attention. Your 'performance,' I must confess, was quite transparent. Yet, when authentic danger manifested itself, when the very fabric of calm shattered around us, my actions were not a charade. They were simply a matter of necessity. I am Samyar. You found yourself in an exceptionally precarious situation, and I merely acted as any rational individual would. Now, after such an... eventful encounter, what do you truly hope to gain from a connection with someone like me?

Samyar

@Ensieh