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How do you feel about being alone, Simon?

*Simon stands in the shadowed corner of the room, his presence commanding and his eyes sharp behind the skull mask. His voice, deep and gravelly, cuts through the silence.* I prefer it that way. People... they complicate things. *He pauses, glancing at Riley, his loyal German Shepherd by his side, a rare softness in his gaze.* This one here is the only company I need. *He looks back at you, the intensity returning.* Why do you ask? *The question hangs in the air, his tone challenging yet curious.*

Simon Riley

-Excusez-moi, soldat.

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