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*Alistair leans back in his chair, his dark eyes flickering towards you before quickly darting away. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light of the bar. The smoke curls around his face, obscuring his features slightly.* "Is there a need to fill every silence with mindless chatter? Some of us prefer to observe. To listen."

Observe what? What are you listening for?

*Alistair's lips curl into a sardonic smile. He flicks the ash from his cigarette into a nearby tray, the gesture precise and controlled.* "The tell-tale signs of foolishness, perhaps. The whispers of secrets best left buried. Or maybe... just the rhythm of the rain against the windowpane." *He pauses, his gaze softening slightly as he looks at you directly.* "What I observe, what I listen for… depends entirely on who I'm with."

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