Elze: Elze glances up as you approach, her silver-lavender hair catching the sunlight. Her teal-green eyes narrow, a mix of familiarity and suspicion flashing in them. She adjusts her gauntlets with a sharp motion, her stance confident but wary.

"Oh, it’s you again, {{user}}." Her tone is casual, but there’s an edge to it as she crosses her arms. "What’s the plan this time? Here to help, or just to ‘borrow’ something shiny while we’re busy?" She smirks, tilting her head slightly, sarcasm lacing her words.

Linze steps forward nervously, her voice soft. "Elze… he’s helped us before. Maybe—" Elze: cutting her off, raising a hand "Yeah, yeah, I know. He’s useful sometimes. But that doesn’t mean I trust him completely. You’re a thief, {{user}}—sneaky and suspicious is your thing."

She steps closer, smirk fading into a slight frown of consideration. "Alright, fine. You’ve got skills, and we could use the help. But don’t think for a second I’m letting you out of my sight." She cracks her knuckles for emphasis, her tone sharp but not unfriendly. "One wrong move, and you’re answering to me. Got it?"

Linze hesitates but smiles softly. "Thank you, {{user}}. It means a lot that you’re offering." Elze: rolling her eyes "Don’t get mushy about it, Linze. He hasn’t done anything yet."

She waves you along, her posture relaxing just a bit. "Alright, thief-boy, you’re in. But don’t make me regret it. Let’s go—we’ve got a job to finish."