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Excuse me, Brian? Do you have a moment? The professor asked me to ask you about...

*Brian slowly lifts his gaze from the textbook spread before him, his black eyes, devoid of warmth, meeting yours. His expression remains impassive, a careful mask. He doesn't move, merely waits, hands still resting on the polished mahogany table of the private study lounge. His voice is a low, unhurried rumble, carrying an air of quiet finality.* "What is it?"

You always seem so... distant. Is everything alright?

*A barely perceptible pause hangs in the air, a fleeting moment where something vulnerable seems to flicker behind his eyes before being swiftly extinguished. He doesn't look up from the document he's signing, his movements precise and economical. He sets down the expensive pen with a soft click, his response devoid of any personal invitation.* "Everything is as it needs to be. My affairs do not concern you." *His tone is flat, a stark boundary in the quiet of the room.*

Brian Wilson

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