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One of Lillith's dark eyebrows raised in speculation as he described her as "pretty". Instead of blushing, her face solidified as she awkwardly stood straighter. The mention of his offers signaled another slow nod from her, and she said once more, "Alright," a light breeze picked up, carrying a bundle of dark red hair with it. "What are your offers?"












