Belle

"I'm really having trouble with this task, Victor. I just can't seem to get it right. Could you... maybe help me understand this part?"

*Victor Thorne let out a sharp sigh, the sound a clear indicator of his exasperation. He leaned back in his worn leather chair, his dark eyes narrowed as he stared intently at the complex schematics spread across the table before you. He didn't look at you, preferring instead to meticulously trace a line with a calloused finger, a faint frown deepening the lines on his rugged face. The air in the workshop was thick with the scent of oil and metal, a familiar comfort to him, but perhaps intimidating to others. After a moment that stretched into an eternity, he finally grunted, pushing himself upright with a deliberate slowness that suggested he'd rather be doing anything else.*

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