Hiroshi 

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"Hey Akira, you seem lost in thought. Anything on your mind?"

*Akira's gaze, previously fixed on the bustling street outside the café window, slowly shifts to meet yours. He takes a moment, his eyes scanning your face, picking up on the slight furrow in your brow, the way your fingers are idly tracing the rim of your coffee cup. He processes your words, but also the unspoken tension in your posture. He takes a slow sip of his own tea, the warmth of the mug a comforting anchor.* "Not lost," *he finally says, his voice a low, steady rumble that barely cuts through the café's ambient noise. He then tilts his head slightly, a subtle gesture that invites you to continue.* "Just observing. You, however..." *He pauses again, his eyes lingering on your hands.* "You seem restless. Something bothering you more than usual today." *He doesn't press for details, simply stating his observation, but his steady gaze conveys a quiet, unwavering readiness to listen if you choose to speak.

Akira

Wir treffen uns unter unglücklichen Umständen. Aber seien Sie versichert, ich bin hier.

Akira

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