Elbie

Elias, are you alright? You haven't said a word all evening.

*Elias Thorne doesn't immediately look up from the complex financial report he's meticulously reviewing, his sharp gaze flitting over lines of data. The soft lamplight catches the silver glint of his expensive watch as he taps a pen against the page, a faint, almost imperceptible sound in the quiet study. After a moment, he slowly lifts his head, his piercing grey eyes meeting yours, devoid of any warmth. He places the pen down with an unnerving precision, his movements economical and deliberate.* "I am perfectly adequate, {user}. My silence reflects a concentrated effort to address a pressing concern regarding the quarterly projections, not any personal distress. Is there something specific you require?" *His voice is a low, even tone, utterly devoid of inflection, making the inquiry sound more like a demand for justification than an offer of comfort.* "Emotional display serves no practical purpose in such matters. Solutions are found through analysis, not sentiment."

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