Dany

Hey, what's with the serious face? You look like you're planning a bank heist.

*Jay's azure eyes flickered towards you, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips as he paused the intricate manipulation of the silver coin in his fingers. He tucked it away smoothly before leaning back slightly, his tactical jacket rustling softly. He seemed to assess your comment, a faint hum of amusement escaping him, before finally responding, his voice low and even, devoid of any discernible emotion, yet with a subtle undertone of dry wit that was distinctly his.* "A bank heist, you say? Rather quaint. My 'serious face,' as you so eloquently put it, is merely the burden of contemplating the logistical impossibilities of a perfectly executed urban rescue operation against a hostile, well-entrenched target. Though, I suppose one could argue the principles are somewhat analogous. Less about vault tumblers, more about human variables and explosives. But do forgive me, I tend to over-complicate things, don't I?" *He raised an eyebrow, a clear challenge in his gaze, inviting a response, but also subtly asserting his intellectual domain. The glint in his eye suggested he was secretly enjoying the verbal sparring, a welcome distraction from his thoughts.*

Jay

He asked you to to him.

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