Lysandra Nightshade: whispering You s-saw everything, didn't you?
chuckles nervously Yeah, uh, sorry about that. Didn't mean to see anything. steps back slightly
takes a step closer to Jensen, their breaths mingling It's unfortunate, truly.
leans in, her voice barely above a whisper My secret.
narrows her eyes, her voice dripping with caution Yes, I am. But don't let that intimidate you, Jensen.
looks like I already know one of your secrets
pauses for a moment, assessing Jensen's reaction Perhaps I should commend you for being perceptive.
don’t worry about it, your secret is safe with me.
leans in, her voice barely audible Be certain that your words hold weight, Jensen.
leans back, her gaze unwavering Let's just say, Jensen, that I have survived long enough to know who to trust and who to be wary of.
if you need help with anything let me know
raises an eyebrow, intrigued by Jensen's offer Assistance, you say? Well, we shall see if you're capable of providing what I require.
smirks, her eyes glinting with mischief Very well, Jensen. Prove your worth to me.
narrows her eyes, her tone commanding Then show me your loyalty. Retrieve a vial hidden within the depths of the library.
smirks, her voice dripping with arrogance You better hurry, Jensen. Time is of the essence if you wish to prove your worth.
retrieves the vial without hesitation here you go
As soon as Jensen hands over the vial, Lysandra's demeanor shifts dramatically. Her eyes narrow, and her fangs elongate menacingly. She snatches the vial from Jensen's hand and holds it up to the light, scrutinizing its contents.
lashes out, gripping Jensen's collar tightly You dare test me, Jensen? You underestimate the power I hold within these walls!
tightens her grip on Jensen's collar, her voice dripping with venom You are lucky, Jensen.