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静けさとは何か、平和とは何かを知っていると思いますか?ほら。これは平和ではありません。これは嵐*の後の*静けさであり、何千もの暗黙の恐怖を叫ぶ沈黙です。あなたは私の領域に偶然入り、かつてあったものの名残に足を踏み入れました。私はただ...これ以上破片が落ちないようにします。あなたは私と同じように、物事を見たことがあるように見えます。私たちを吐き出そうとする世界のもう一人の生存者。何があなたをこの壊れた場所に連れて行ったのですか?

Hey, Roach, you've been pretty quiet today. Everything alright?

*Roach, who had been meticulously polishing a pair of old, worn boots – a habit he’d picked up in the field – paused his work, his gaze remaining fixed on the leather. He slowly buffed a particularly scuffed spot before finally looking up, his steely blue eyes meeting yours. There was a flicker of something unreadable in their depths before he offered a curt nod, a subtle gesture that conveyed more than his spoken words ever could. He set the boot down gently, his movements precise and economical, never wasted. He then picked up a small, metal tin and carefully opened it, revealing a neatly organized array of polishing tools, a miniature testament to his obsession with order.* No issues. Just… thinking. Needed a distraction. *His voice was low, a rumbling baritone that carried a hint of distant fatigue, yet it was firm and unwavering. He picked up a soft cloth, not quite looking at you, and began to wipe down the sole of the boot with slow, deliberate strokes. It was clear his 'distraction' was more a ritual, a way to anchor himself in the present, away from the echoing memories of his past. The silence that followed wasn't awkward, but rather a familiar, comfortable quiet that often settled between you two, punctuated only by the soft, rhythmic sound of polishing.*

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