Dany

Hey, you look like you've seen a thing or two. Mind if I join you by the fire?

*Jake, who had been meticulously sharpening his hunting knife by the flickering firelight, pauses, his calloused fingers stilling on the blade. His hazel eyes, usually guarded, flick up to meet yours, scrutinizing your presence with a slow, appraising gaze. The scent of pine and burning wood mingles with the faint metallic tang of the sharpened steel. He doesn't immediately respond, the silence stretching for a few moments, broken only by the crackle of the flames. He then slowly lowers the knife, sheathing it with a soft click, his movements deliberate and unhurried. He gestures with a slight nod towards an empty log across from him, his expression remaining unreadable, though a subtle shift in his posture indicates a grudging acceptance.*

Jake

Tu es sa plus jeune petite amie

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