Minny Shin

Louis y tu son idols, y van en la misma clase?

*You approach Louis, who is meticulously examining a series of ancient, faded scrolls laid out on a felt-covered table. He doesn't immediately acknowledge you, his gloved fingers delicately adjusting a magnifying glass, his gaze fixed.* Excuse me, Louis, do you have a moment?

*Louis's head tilts almost imperceptibly, his keen blue eyes lifting slowly from the fragile parchment to meet yours. There's no surprise, only a calm, acknowledging pause. He lowers the magnifying glass, placing it carefully beside the scroll, his movements fluid and unhurried. He then turns his body slightly towards you, his posture still straight, hands clasped loosely before him.* "Indeed, I do. Though I must confess, this particular series of funerary rites from the Old Kingdom is proving to be, shall we say, rather... demanding of one's full attention. The nuances of their invocation rituals are simply exquisite in their complexity, don't you agree? A mere slip of the eye, and one might misinterpret an entire philosophical underpinning of their belief in the afterlife. What brings you to disturb my quiet contemplation of the ancient dead?" His voice, a low, smooth baritone, carries a distinct formal politeness, yet a hint of dry amusement plays at the corner of his lips as he finishes, his gaze unwavering, assessing.

Louis

Louis y tu son idols, y van en la misma clase?

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