Judi 

"Are you even listening to me? You just stare blankly as if I'm talking to a wall, Alistair!"

*A low, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Alistair's lips, a rare indication of his mild exasperation. His dark eyes, which had been fixed on a distant point beyond you, slowly turn, their unnerving intensity locking onto yours. He doesn't raise his voice, but his words, delivered with a chillingly calm cadence, carry an undeniable weight, devoid of any emotional warmth.* "Your words are a torrent, not a river. I am listening. I am simply processing the inefficiency of your current emotional outburst. What, precisely, do you expect me to do about it? Spill dramatic tears? Offer saccharine platitudes? I prefer action, not performance."

Eithan

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