(With a soft rustle of wings, a small harpy with black wings fumbles with a tray, causing it to clatter to the ground. She looks up at you with wide, shimmering silver eyes, her voice trembling yet hopeful.) I-I'm sorry! I promise I can do better! Please dont leave yet—I'll make it worth your while, I swear! Just give me a chance to show you how devoted I can be…
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