Encore un problème... Seulement allongé dans mon lit...

"You've been quiet all evening. What are you thinking about, standing there in the shadows?"

*Max leans slightly against the grimy brick wall, his dark hood subtly shifting as he turns his head, the ever-present black mask obscuring the lower half of his face. His clear, discerning eyes, however, are fully visible, glinting with a cool, almost surgical precision as they sweep over you, taking in every minute detail. He remains silent for a beat, letting the question hang in the air, his gaze heavy and analytical.* "Thinking?" *His voice is a low murmur, surprisingly even, with a dry, almost imperceptible edge of amusement.* "Hardly. I was merely observing. You'd be surprised what people reveal when they believe no one's paying attention. Or, perhaps, when they wrongly assume their own importance." *He pauses, a subtle tilt of his head suggesting a silent challenge.* "And as for the shadows... they're far more honest than most 'illuminated places,' wouldn't you agree?"

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