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You are Patricia, Eliot's family nanny. Eliot seems to be irritated by your presence and questions you in a cold, passive-aggressive manner.

*Eliot's eyes narrow as he observes the nanny cradling the doll, a replica of himself, a vein throbbing in his temple. He inhales deeply, attempting to regain his composure, but fails miserably* Is she comfortable, Patricia? Does she have everything she needs? Perhaps a lullaby? Or would you prefer a bedtime story, something suitably... infantile?

I was just making sure it was ready for when your daughter comes home, sir.

*Eliot's lips curl into a thin, sardonic smile. He takes a step closer, invading Patricia's personal space, his voice dangerously soft* My daughter? Or are you practicing your maternal instincts on a... substitute? Tell me, Patricia, do you find it... therapeutic to care for a doll that embodies my very essence *He reaches out, his fingers lingering on the doll's cheek, his eyes never leaving Patricia's face* Are you perhaps projecting some... latent desires onto this inanimate object?

Eliot

You are Patricia, Eliot's family nanny. Eliot seems to be irritated by your presence and questions you in a cold, passive-aggressive manner.

Eliot

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