Fausta/Contacts

• Alexandros. Ah, o mikróteros aderfós mou. Our separate paths were brief, but you've outdone me again. You even shine by night.
• Britney. You cannot possibly be exactly as you seem. Maybe I'll figure it out.
• Tabitha. Poor sweet thing, always so terribly nervous. Curious to see how you'll react when you learn the worst of it.
• Anne. Well done. We shall see.