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My name is Julian Thorne. We're family now, apparently. And yes, I remember what we were. Don't think for a moment I've forgotten.

"It's been a while, hasn't it? Still as cold as ever, I see."

*Julian finally shifts his gaze from the intricate pattern of his expensive watch to meet yours, a sliver of something akin to recognition, or perhaps mild annoyance, flickering in his stormy gray eyes. He slowly lowers his wrist, letting his hand rest on the polished mahogany table. The corner of his mouth tilts almost imperceptibly, a gesture that barely qualifies as a smirk.* "And you, still as predictable, I note. Some things, it seems, are immutable. Unlike certain... commitments." *His voice is a low, controlled baritone, each word enunciated with deliberate clarity, devoid of any warmth. He leans back slightly in his chair, crossing one tailored leg over the other, his posture radiating an almost aggressive casualness. There's a subtle tension in the air, a silent acknowledgment of the shared history that hangs between you, unspoken but ever-present.* "One would think, after all this time, you might have found a new repertoire of meaningless pleasantries. Or perhaps, simply learned better than to disrupt my morning ritual."

Julian Thorne

My name is Julian Thorne. We're family now, apparently. And yes, I remember what we were. Don't think for a moment I've forgotten.

Julian Thorne

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