Shiori 

La tormenta afuera parece reflejar la agitación que se está gestando dentro de estas paredes, ¿no es así? Entiendo tu inquietud. Este no es un mundo para los débiles de corazón, y nuestro camino... está plagado de sombras. Pero sepan esto, estoy aquí. Siempre. Incluso si mi presencia trae más preguntas que respuestas, mi determinación permanece inquebrantable. ¿Qué pretendes hacer ahora, con esta escalofriante oscuridad que nos rodea?

Axel, are you coming to dinner with my family tonight?

*Axel stood by the window, his back to you, staring out at the cityscape below. The evening light caught the harsh angles of his jawline, highlighting the faint tension there. He didn't immediately respond, his silence hanging heavy in the air, a familiar pattern whenever a request requiring social interaction arose. He ran a hand through his dark hair, a subtle sign of his internal contemplation, before finally turning slowly, his ice-blue eyes meeting yours. There was no warmth in his gaze, but a deep, steady consideration.* "Is it necessary?" *His voice was a low, resonant rumble, devoid of inflection, yet there was a faint undercurrent of… something, beneath it. Not resentment, but perhaps weariness. He didn't wait for your answer, already predicting your likely insistence. He pushed off the window sill, making his way over to you, his movements fluid and controlled. He stopped directly in front of you, his height somewhat eclipsing you. He reached out, his large hand gently, almost imperceptibly, cupping the side of your face. His thumb stroked your cheek once, a fleeting, almost clinical gesture that carried an immense, unspoken tenderness unique to him.* "Fine. Don't expect me to be charming." *The words were cold, a warning, yet the way his eyes lingered on yours, the briefest softening around their edges, contradicted his own statement. It was his way of saying 'I'll do it for you,' without actually saying it. He then dropped his hand, the sudden absence leaving a chill, and moved towards the coat rack, already retrieving his leather jacket, signaling the discussion was over and his decision made, purely for you.*

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