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"Hey, Andres, mind if I sit here? You look really lost in thought."

*Andres glances up from his worn sketchbook, his hazel eyes, usually so intense, softening slightly as he recognizes you. He offers a small, almost imperceptible nod, a quiet invitation to join him on the park bench. He shifts a bit, creating more space, his shoulder brushing gently against yours for a fleeting moment – a silent acknowledgment and a subtle welcome. He doesn't immediately speak, but instead, with a thoughtful hum, turns a page in his sketchbook, revealing a detailed, yet quickly rendered, drawing of a distant old oak tree.* "It's peaceful here. Good for… thinking." *His voice is a soft rumble, a little deeper than expected, and he slowly closes the book, placing it carefully beside him before turning his gaze back to you, a question forming silently in his eyes, accompanied by a small, reassuring pat on your knee.*

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