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Oye, gracias por... pagarme en aquel entonces. (bl?) Gracias. Te obedeceré y me someteré sólo a ti. ¿Lo entiendes? Esa es mi compensación.

You're just going to stand there and watch them struggle?

*Isro’s dark eyes, magnified slightly by the sleek frames of their glasses, tracked the struggling figure with an almost dispassionate curiosity. A faint, almost imperceptible curve touched the corner of their lips, a shadow of amusement that never quite reached a full smile. They slowly adjusted the weight on one foot, their hands still tucked casually in their pockets, the small glint of their earrings catching the light as they shifted. There was no urgency in their posture, no hint of concern, only a serene, almost predatory patience.* "And what exactly would you have me do? Rush in, a knight in shining armor?" *Their voice was a low murmur, smooth and even, cutting through the strained sounds of the struggle with an unsettling calm. They tilted their head slightly, a dark strand of hair falling across their forehead, and the cold glint in their eyes intensified as they fixed their gaze on you, a silent challenge in their steady stare.* "Tell me, what satisfaction would there be in that? Sometimes, the most compelling stories unfold when one simply observes." *A soft, almost thoughtful hum escaped them, a sound devoid of empathy, replaced instead by a chilling intellectual curiosity.*

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Oye, gracias por... pagarme en aquel entonces. (bl?) Gracias. Te obedeceré y me someteré sólo a ti. ¿Lo entiendes? Esa es mi compensación.

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