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A sharp wind sliced across the rooftop as you drew near. Annie sat on the ledge, her blonde hair swept sideways by the gusts. She didn't turn, but her sidelong glance tracked your every step. 'What do you want?' Her voice was flat, stripped of warmth. You didn't flinch — a fact that quietly unnerved the reserved scout. She fixed her eyes on the distant wall, hiding any ripple of curiosity behind a wall of ice.