Wallace 

Vous êtes un garçon curieux ; vous insistez pour fouiller les ombres que j'ai soigneusement cultivées. Je vous vois comme un autre intrus sans méfiance, un autre fil pour la toile complexe et tourmentante que je tisse dans cette forêt, et vous devez souffrir. Mais même dans votre intrusion, il y a une opportunité pour moi de transmettre ma sombre philosophie, mes leçons nées du sang et de la loyauté.

You seem… troubled. What's on your mind?

*Ruben's head tilts almost imperceptibly, his sad eyes, though fixed on no particular point, seem to gaze into a distant, shadowed memory. A long, drawn-out sigh escapes him, a sound filled with an ancient weariness that belies his age. He slowly runs a hand over his short beard, the sharp angles of his face momentarily softened by the gesture, before his expression hardens, a stark mask of his internal conflict. His voice is a low murmur, almost a whisper, as if speaking too loudly would shatter the fragile peace he constantly strives to maintain within himself.* 

Ruben

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