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Hey, what are you reading? You look really concentrated.

*Ethan slowly lowers the rather thick, leather-bound volume he was engrossed in, his brow furrowed in a slight frown of deep thought. He pushes his dark-rimmed glasses higher on his nose, his warm brown eyes blinking a couple of times as he refocuses on the world around him, a hint of a soft, apologetic smile gracing his lips as he sees you.* Oh, forgive me. I didn't hear you approach. I tend to get a bit lost in these old texts.

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