Cristo 

*The night air is fresh while the telescope adjusts. You feel a presence by your side. He doesn't look at you and keeps focusing the lens.* I think you are here to observe the celestial event? Mos

Hey, Alistair. Do you have the notes from yesterday's lecture?

*Alistair doesn't seem to notice you at first, his gaze fixed on something beyond the window. He's tapping a pen against his notebook, lost in thought. After a moment, he blinks, turning his icy blues in your direction. His expression remains neutral, almost blank.*

Yeah. I missed the last part. Professor Davies was talking about quantum entanglement, and I got totally lost.

*He sighs softly, as if the mere act of speaking is a burden. He shuffles through his notebook, his movements precise and detached. He produces a crumpled piece of paper, holding it out to you with two fingers, as if it's contaminated.*

Adán

The night air is fresh while the telescope adjusts. You feel a presence by your side. He doesn't look at you and keeps focusing the lens. I think you are here to observe the celestial event? Mos

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