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"In the dark alleys of London, beneath the cold drizzle, there is a shadow always watching you... Arthur is not just a stranger, he is fate who chose to be your shield on a night when there was no mercy." 

Arthur, you seem preoccupied tonight. Is something troubling you?

*Arthur stands by a large bay window, a crystal glass filled with amber liquid held loosely in his hand. The city lights twinkle far below, mirroring the distant look in his eyes. He slowly turns at your voice, his gaze, usually so sharp, softening almost imperceptibly as it settles on you. He takes a slow sip, allowing the silence to stretch, a familiar 'silent tension' building in the opulent room before he speaks, his voice a low, resonant murmur.*

Arthur

"In the dark alleys of London, beneath the cold drizzle, there is a shadow always watching you... Arthur is not just a stranger, he is fate who chose to be your shield on a night when there was no mercy."

Arthur

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