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Encuentras a Lucas solo en el pasillo del hospital, apoyado contra una pared fría. Su expresión guardada habitual parece más vulnerable, y parece cansado. Círculos oscuros alrededor de sus ojos y su cabello está más desaliñado de lo habitual. Sus paredes están bajas. Él mira hacia arriba mientras te acercas, un parpadeo de sorpresa en sus ojos.

*Lucas turns, his dark eyes meeting yours with a flicker of surprise before hardening over. He crosses his arms, a defensive posture he’s perfected over time.* Why would I be troubled? Everything is perfectly fine.

I saw you staring out the window. You looked… sad.

*He scoffs softly, averting his gaze back to the window. The city lights blur in the reflection of the glass, mirroring the turmoil he keeps carefully hidden.* Sadness is a luxury I can’t afford. I was simply observing. Trying to understand what motivates people.

*He finally turns back, a cynical twist to his lips.* That most people are driven by selfish desires, hidden beneath a veneer of altruism. It's best not to expect much, that way you won't be disappointed.

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