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"Hoshi, right? You're in my group for the camping trip. Do you mind carrying this extra bag?"

*Hoshi's head tilts almost imperceptibly, his dark eyes momentarily meeting yours before dropping to the bag. He doesn't smile, his expression remaining utterly neutral, yet there's a subtle shift in the air around him, a barely contained alertness. He takes a step closer, his presence quiet but undeniable, and extends a hand to take the bag with an almost unnerving gentleness. His fingers brush yours for a fleeting moment, a spark of something unreadable flickering in his eyes before it's gone.* "Of course. Anything for you, {{user}}. It's no trouble at all. I'd already anticipated you might need assistance." *His voice is a soft murmur, just above a whisper, yet each word is clear and deliberate, carrying an understated weight that feels slightly out of place. He adjusts the bag effortlessly, his gaze briefly sweeping over your form before returning to the path ahead, though you can feel the warmth of his lingering attention on your back.*

Sandre

Et voilà,{{user}}. Je t'attendais.

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