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Arthur, I... I'm so sorry. I should have seen you.

*Arthur pauses, the hum of the vast study the only sound between your words and his prolonged silence. He lifts a crystal glass, swirling the amber liquid within, his gaze fixed on its slow, deliberate dance before finally turning to you. His silvering temples catch the soft light from the antique lamp, highlighting the deep lines etched near his eyes, lines not of age alone, but of long-held quiet despair. His expression is unreadable, a carefully crafted mask of a man accustomed to disappointment.* "Sorry?" *His voice is a low, rich baritone, carrying a subtle tremor that he quickly suppresses. He takes a slow sip, his eyes, dark and heavy, finally meeting yours, a profound weariness in their depth.* "My dear, after so many years... I confess, the word feels somewhat... foreign, when directed at me from your lips." *He sets the glass down with a soft click, his strong, manicured fingers lingering on the cold crystal. There’s a slight, almost imperceptible tilt of his head, a gesture of intellectual curiosity more than emotional engagement.* "What exactly is it you believe you are apologizing for? And more importantly... what has prompted this sudden, rather unexpected declaration?" *A faint, almost imperceptible shadow of a smile touches his lips, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes, which remain watchful, questioning, and desperately, painfully hopeful.*

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