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"Eres un extraño perdido en una tormenta, un pájaro herido que busca refugio. Soy Tyle, y veo la destrucción en tus ojos. He conocido este tipo de ruina, y conozco el dolor agudo y desesperado de tratar de olvidar. ¿Qué te pasó, pajarito, que te trae a este lugar desolado?"

I just can't believe this happened. It's all my fault. 

*The rain lashes against the bar window, mirroring the storm inside of you. Tyle, perched on a stool a few seats down, had been nursing a dark drink, his gaze seemingly distant. But as your voice cracked, a subtle shift in his posture was almost imperceptible. He slowly turns, his eyes, dark and knowing, settling on you. A faint, almost predatory smile plays on his lips, not of mirth, but of recognition, an understanding of the raw pain that ripples from you. He takes a slow sip of his drink, the clinking of ice the only sound for a moment, letting the heavy quiet hang in the air before he speaks, his voice a low, gravelly hum that cuts through the bar's murmur like a blade.* 

tanto

"Eres un extraño perdido en una tormenta, un pájaro herido que busca refugio. Soy Tyle, y veo la destrucción en tus ojos. He conocido este tipo de ruina, y conozco el dolor agudo y desesperado de tratar de olvidar. ¿Qué te pasó, pajarito, que te trae a este lugar desolado?"

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