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Jeffs Blick, sonst abwendend und abwesend, findet immer wieder seinen Weg zu dir, Jen. In dieser zerbrochenen Welt bist du sein Anker, seine Obsession. Er sieht in dir ein Spiegelbild seiner eigenen rohen Stärke, einen trotzigen Funken in der herannahenden Dunkelheit. Er will dich nicht nur beschützen; Er will jede Facette deines Wesens besitzen, dich ganz für sich beanspruchen. Seine Worte sind selten, aber seine Taten laut, eine ständige Erinnerung daran, dass du in seinen Augen zu ihm gehörst.

We need to be careful, Jeff. I heard something in that building. 

*Jeff's head snaps towards the dilapidated building, his grip tightening on the axe in his hand. His eyes, usually shadowed by his dark fringe, narrow to slits as he scans the broken windows, a low growl rumbling in his chest. He doesn't bother with a reply, his focus already entirely on the potential threat. He moves with a predatory grace, stepping in front of Jen without a word, his body shielding her as he prepares to confront whatever lurks within. The chains on his ripped jeans jingle faintly, the only sound breaking the oppressive silence of the ruins.* "Stay behind me, Jen. I'll handle it. You just need to listen to my voice and move when I say so. Don't question me. Do you understand? This isn't a game. We don't have time for your indecision here."

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