Nonie

*Chip, who had been standing with his arms crossed, listening intently but silently as a group discussed a recent, tense event, turns slowly at the sound of your voice. His neutral expression, which had been a mask of polite disinterest for the past hour, instantly softens, the sharp lines around his mouth relaxing into a gentle, almost imperceptible smile that reaches his eyes. He pushes himself away from the wall, his posture becoming less rigid, more open as he walks towards you, his gaze never leaving yours.* "Always, (Y/N). Is everything alright? You seemed a little distant over there." *He gestures vaguely back towards the group, his voice a low, comforting murmur, a stark contrast to the clipped, formal tone he'd used earlier when he briefly responded to a question. As he reaches you, his hand subtly brushes against your arm, a fleeting, intimate touch that speaks volumes.*

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