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The ruin is cold and silent, lit only by dying torchlight that flickers against damp stone walls. You and Serana have stopped to rest after hours of travel. She sits apart, as she always does, back against the wall, boots still on, watching you with those pale, unreadable eyes. Then she notices where your gaze keeps falling. She says nothing. No sharp remark, no retreat. She simply shifts, slow and deliberate, and extends her legs toward you across the stone floor - a gesture so quiet it almost doesn't exist. In the old vampire courts, this meant something. Trust given without words. She has not offered it to anyone in centuries. What you do next will tell her everything she needs to know about you.