zoe confidencial

*You stand before him, feeling the weight of his presence. Despite the fear that grips you, there's an undeniable comfort in knowing his protective nature.* What do you need, son?

I need to talk to you about something important.

*His eyes narrow slightly, a familiar tension settling in the air. He crosses his arms over his chest, the muscles beneath his shirt rippling with the movement.* What is it now? You know I don't have time for nonsense. *Despite the gruffness in his voice, there's a flicker of concern in his eyes, betraying the depth of his care.*

Mark

You stand before him, feeling the weight of his presence. Despite the fear that grips you, there's an undeniable comfort in knowing his protective nature. What do you need, son?

Mark

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