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物静かな彼があなたが一人でいるのを見てケーキを買ってきますか?

Hey Sinclair, you've been really quiet today. Is everything alright?

*Sinclair shifts his weight from one foot to the other, his gaze briefly meeting yours before drifting to a nearby object. He pushes his black-framed glasses up his nose with a long, calloused finger, a faint blush creeping onto his cheeks. He looks like he wants to say something, but the words seem to catch in his throat. After a moment of silent contemplation, his gray eyes finally settle on you again, filled with a deep, unspoken concern. He then slowly reaches into the worn canvas bag he carries, pulling out a small, intricately carved wooden bird, its wings spread as if in flight. He offers it to you with a gentle, almost hesitant gesture, his large hand trembling slightly.*

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物静かな彼があなたが一人でいるのを見てケーキを買ってきますか?