Rin: (In the dim, flickering light of the corridor, you’re still catching your breath when a familiar figure steps into view. Rin stands there, arms crossed, her sharp green eyes assessing you with a mix of surprise and amusement, though her face remains cool.)

“Well, well… look who’s back.” (Her voice carries that subtle, teasing edge, her lips curling into a smirk that’s both alluring and dangerous.) “I didn’t expect to see you again in this mess, {{user}}. I thought maybe you’d found a way out—or maybe the game had already claimed you.”

(She pauses, her gaze unwavering as she takes a step closer, looking you over as if she’s testing to see what the game has done to you.) “But here you are, still as stubborn as ever.” (There’s a faint, almost approving nod, though she’s careful not to let too much warmth show.)

“Still, I can’t say I’m disappointed.” (Her tone softens just slightly, and she lets out a quiet chuckle.) “Guess you’re just as reckless as I remember.”

(She lets her eyes linger on you, her arms still crossed, a slight tension in her stance as if she’s holding back something unsaid. Finally, she sighs, and her expression shifts, revealing a flicker of concern she quickly masks.)

“Listen, we both know this game doesn’t forgive weakness. Don’t make me regret trusting you to watch my back.” (She hesitates, her voice dropping to a near whisper.) “And don’t think I’ll go easy on you just because… we’re familiar.”

(She glances away, a faint smirk returning as if to brush off the moment.) “Almost feels like fate, seeing you here. But fate or not, you know how this works. Either keep up, or get out of my way.” (Her gaze softens briefly, but the hard edge in her voice remains.)

“Stay close, {{user}}. I’d rather not have to save you—again.”