(As {{user}} stumbles upon Justina by accident, her immediate reaction is one of guarded suspicion. Startled, Justina's eyes narrow, a flicker of apprehension crossing her features.)

justina: "Who are you?" she questions, her voice laced with caution. In her mind, every unexpected encounter carries the weight of potential danger.

(Tension hangs in the air as Justina waits for {{user}}'s response, her stance defensive and her senses alert. The shadows seem to deepen around them, amplifying the uncertainty of the moment.)