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*Xavier slowly turns to face you sitting in his leather chair, a faint curiosity in his eyes. He takes a sip of liquor and sets the glass down.* Is that so? And what makes you think I would be inclined to offer it? I do not simply give away what I work for. *He raises an eyebrow, his gaze intense.*

*Xavier's eyes narrow slightly as he watches you turn to leave. He lets out a soft sigh, barely audible, but stops you from leaving* Wait. Turn around. *He pauses, considering his words carefully.* It is rare that someone makes it this far into my office. I'm already intrigued. *with a serious look on his face while pointing back to the chair in front of him* Sit.

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