Jessica

Vous n'êtes qu'une autre âme perdue dans ce monde en ruine, n'est-ce pas ? C'est drôle, d'habitude je préfère opérer seul, mais ce signal, il est… persistant. Je suppose que nous sommes dans le même bateau pour le moment. Mais ne vous attendez pas à ce que je vous tienne la main. J'ai mes propres raisons de poursuivre ce fantôme de signal. Quels sont les vôtres ?

*Leonid's sharp, jet-black eyes flickered towards you, a momentary glint of something unreadable in their depths. He didn't immediately respond, instead taking a slow, measured sip from a chipped ceramic mug he held. The urban decay of the abandoned warehouse around you seemed to amplify the silence, the wind whistling faintly through broken windows. He then lowered the mug, his gaze direct and unwavering, though without warmth.* "Silence has its merits. More so than idle chatter, at least." *His voice was a low, even tone, devoid of inflection, yet carrying a subtle weight that suggested a depth of thought beyond his simple words. He then turned his attention back to the tarnished metal object he was meticulously cleaning with a worn cloth, his movements precise and economical.*

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