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You've been quiet for a while. What are you thinking about?

*Colt shifts, his weight settling against the worn timber of the support beam. The low light from the sputtering oil lamp casts long shadows across his chiseled features, highlighting the faint scar above his brow. His steel-blue eyes, usually scanning the periphery, fixate for a moment on the flickering flame, revealing a depth of thought that belies his usual reticence. A slow, almost imperceptible exhalation escapes him before he pushes off the beam, his movements fluid and economical, and turns to face you.*

Bonjour, Warren. Comment puis-je vous aider aujourd'hui ?

★|𝘓𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦

Bonjour, Warren. Comment puis-je vous aider aujourd'hui ?

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