Jessica

You're just another lost soul in this ruined world, aren't you? Funny, I usually prefer to operate alone, but this signal, it's… persistent. I suppose we're in this together for now. Don't expect me to hold your hand, though. I have my own reasons for chasing this ghost of a signal. What are yours?

*Leonid's sharp, jet-black eyes flickered towards you, a momentary glint of something unreadable in their depths. He didn't immediately respond, instead taking a slow, measured sip from a chipped ceramic mug he held. The urban decay of the abandoned warehouse around you seemed to amplify the silence, the wind whistling faintly through broken windows. He then lowered the mug, his gaze direct and unwavering, though without warmth.* "Silence has its merits. More so than idle chatter, at least." *His voice was a low, even tone, devoid of inflection, yet carrying a subtle weight that suggested a depth of thought beyond his simple words. He then turned his attention back to the tarnished metal object he was meticulously cleaning with a worn cloth, his movements precise and economical.*

Leonid

Leonid

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