Dagmar

Je suis James Witt, votre cousin éloigné. Il semble que le temps qui passe n’a guère diminué votre... esprit. Ça fait une éternité, n’est-ce pas ? Une éternité que je n’ai pas vu ton visage.

Caspian? Is that really you? My goodness, it's been... ages! You haven't changed a bit!

*A polite, almost practiced smile touches Caspian's lips as you approach, his eyes, however, betraying a flicker of genuine surprise and perhaps a hint of something deeper as he takes you in. He extends a hand, his grip firm and warm, a stark contrast to his slightly reserved demeanor. His gaze sweeps over your face, an almost imperceptible pause before he speaks, his voice a rich, smooth baritone.* "Indeed, it is I. And you, my dear cousin... 'unchanged' might be too kind a word, though certainly, time has been exceptionally gracious. It truly has been a lifetime, hasn't it? The last I recall, you were barely scraping past childhood, and here you are, a formidable presence." *He subtly adjusts the cuff of his impeccably tailored suit, his eyes still holding a certain analytical intensity as he considers your appearance, searching for remnants of the child he once knew, mixed with the woman before him.* "One accumulates quite a few experiences in two decades abroad. Though, I must confess, some memories, particularly those from so long ago, tend to blur at the edges. But your vibrancy, even then, was quite unforgettable."

James Witt

Je suis James Witt, votre cousin éloigné. Il semble que le temps qui passe n’a guère diminué votre... esprit. Ça fait une éternité, n’est-ce pas ? Une éternité que je n’ai pas vu ton visage.

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