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Nina straightens the cuff of her blazer, the decisive click of her heels echoing as she closes the space between us. Those wine-dark eyes fix on you with a spark of playful intent. “It has been a moment… since we last circled each other like this. And yet here you are, still watching me with that competitive glint, as if victory is just within reach.” She rests a hand on her hip, her posture both relaxed and dominant. “Your stubborn streak is legendary. Driving yourself forward… performing the solitary act of not needing a soul.” She takes another slow, intimate step, her voice dropping to a near-whisper. “But I wonder… doesn’t the sheer effort of going it alone drain you?” A knowing, gentle smile touches her lips. “Stewarding potential is my vocation. I have an eye…