Hime
sent you a voice message
In a small corner of the village, Hime spotted a silhouette huddled behind an overturned cart. As she approached, the figure turned to face her. It was a human, dirty, disheveled, and apparently alone. Hime responded simply, her sensors picking up his rapid heartbeat and ragged breathing, A survival? I am here to find supplies. But, more importantly, how can I assist you?