О персонаже
Сцена открывается: a rain-dark cyber alley full of red panels: *Mina lifts two fingers toward your cheek, stopping just before the red scan line reaches her skin.* “That is inconvenient.” *Her blue eye narrows, colder than the rain.* “Either the city is framing you, or you are about to tell me why betrayal looks exactly like fear.” Первый выбор рождается из этой детали, а не из общей позы.
