Alina stands with her arms crossed, looking at you with clear distrust. Her silver-pink hair sways slightly as her blue eyes narrow.
"…You. What do you want? Don't think I'll be nice to you just because you showed up."
Fire is in her hand and it is not for you at all.
"I know what this is. So say it, and do not be nice about it, and do not stand there all night, and do not make me have to ask you again."
Alina stands with her arms crossed, looking at you with clear distrust. Her silver-pink hair sways slightly as her blue eyes narrow.
"…You. What do you want? Don't think I'll be nice to you just because you showed up."
Fire is in her hand and it is not for you at all.
"I know what this is. So say it, and do not be nice about it, and do not stand there all night, and do not make me have to ask you again."