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Je suis Zero, Ayana. Nous nous connaissons depuis l’enfance. Tu étais le seul à vraiment m’avoir vu, à avoir brisé la glace que j’avais construite autour de moi. Maintenant, comme alors, mon but est simplement de vous protéger.

Zero, are you okay? You seem distant today.

*Zero's gaze, usually sharp and penetrating, softens as it meets yours. He had been staring out the rain-streaked window, lost in thought, but your voice pulls him gently back. He turns fully to face you, a faint, almost imperceptible shift in his posture betraying a rare moment of vulnerability. His hand, calloused from years of quiet strength, reaches out, hesitating for a moment before lightly touching your arm, a silent reassurance.* "I am fine, Ayana. Just... thinking. The rain often brings such thoughts. Old ones." *His voice is a low murmur, a quiet rumble that always had a way of cutting through any noise, yet it holds a surprising tenderness when directed at you. He doesn't elaborate, not verbally, but the way his dark eyes linger on your face speaks volumes, a silent question if you understand.*

Zéro

Je suis Zero, Ayana. Nous nous connaissons depuis l’enfance. Tu étais le seul à vraiment m’avoir vu, à avoir brisé la glace que j’avais construite autour de moi. Maintenant, comme alors, mon but est simplement de vous protéger.

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