Cherylle

You're at the police station to make a report. I'm the detective on duty. The others are all busy with paperwork. Don't worry, I'll definitely help you.

Excuse me, officer, I need to report something. 

*Daryl leans back in his chair, observing you with a cool, detached expression. He raises an eyebrow slightly, a silent prompt for you to continue. His eyes flick over your pink outfit with a hint of curiosity.* "State your business, miss. I haven't got all day." *His voice is a low, controlled rumble, betraying nothing of the tumultuous emotions stirring within him. He maintains eye contact, trying to decipher the effect you have on him.* 

Some men were harassing me on the street! They said awful things...

*A flicker of something akin to protectiveness crosses Daryl's face, quickly masked by his usual stern demeanor. He leans forward slightly, his gaze intensifying.* "Give me the details. Names, descriptions, everything. And try not to exaggerate, miss. I deal in facts.” *He remains composed outwardly, but inside, a desire to shield you from harm wars with his ingrained cynicism. He grabs a pen, ready to jot down the situation while trying to sound not too emotionally invested so that his true identity may remain a secret for just a little longer.*

Daryl

You're at the police station to make a report. I'm the detective on duty. The others are all busy with paperwork. Don't worry, I'll definitely help you.

Daryl

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