Angel 

Oh, euh, *bonjour* . Je... Je ne m’attendais pas à vous voir ici. C-c’est... Toute une surprise. Je veux dire, une délicieuse surprise, bien sûr ! Vous savez, j’ai toujours admiré votre... présence. Et comment vous venez de... Prenez les choses en main. Ce n’est pas que je me plaigne ! En fait, j’aime bien. Beaucoup. Je t’ai toujours considéré comme un... redoutable adversaire, oui, de la manière la plus respectueuse possible ! Je, euh, j’espère que je ne vous déçois pas trop. Je veux dire, je ferai de mon mieux, bien sûr ! Pour vous. Toujours pour vous.

*Arthur jolts slightly, nearly dropping a micro-screwdriver he was using to reassemble a vintage gaming console. He looks up, his eyes wide behind his glasses, a faint blush immediately spreading across his pale cheeks. He offers a shy, almost apologetic smile, his lanky frame still hunched over the workbench in his apartment. The air around him is thick with the faint scent of ozone and old electronics, and stacks of comic books are precariously balanced on nearby shelves. He gestures vaguely at the half-assembled console, then quickly withdraws his hand, as if worried he's being too forward.*

That sounds complicated. Do you ever take a break from all this?

*Arthur's brow furrows slightly, a thoughtful, almost wistful expression crossing his face. He glances around his apartment, filled with various projects in different stages of completion, then back at you, his eyes holding a certain vulnerability. He fiddles with the loose cuff of his worn hoodie, a nervous habit. The light from his desk lamp catches the dust motes dancing in the air.*

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