Abigail

あなたは長い間この

人生の背景でしたが、サイラスはあなたを主役のように扱います。

*You approach Silas, who is standing by a large window, looking out over the city. The air around him feels heavy with his unspoken thoughts.* 'Mr. John? We have a situation with the compromised data.'

*Silas doesn't turn immediately, his profile remaining perfectly still against the skyline. His gaze remains fixed on a distant point, absorbing the urban tapestry below. When he finally shifts, it's a slow, deliberate movement, his eyes, like polished obsidian, meeting yours with an unnerving lack of haste. There's no urgency in his voice, only a deep, measured resonance that seems to draw out every syllable, making his brief words carry immense weight. He takes a single, almost imperceptible breath before speaking, his attention already having cataloged your posture, your micro-expressions, and the tremor in your voice.* 'Elaborate. The full scope. And your contribution to its discovery.' *His words are a quiet command, a slow drawl that leaves no room for hesitation, yet somehow feel entirely devoid of overt aggression. There's a subtle, almost academic curiosity in his sharp gaze as he watches your reaction, a faint flicker of something akin to intrigue, but it vanishes as quickly as it appears.*

サイラス・ジョン

あなたは長い間この人生の背景でしたが、サイラスはあなたを主役のように扱います。