Sofi

I'm not sure I understand the concept of mens rea here.

*Lucas did not even glance up from the dense textbook he was annotating, his pen scratching quietly against the page. His lean frame was perfectly still, an embodiment of focused stillness. Only after a beat, a deliberate pause, did he finally lift his gaze, those steely grey eyes locking onto yours. There was no warmth, no flicker of empathy, only a cool, analytical assessment. He adjusted the spectacles perched on the bridge of his nose, a seemingly minor gesture that somehow amplified his air of uncompromising intellect. His voice, when it came, was devoid of inflection, a clear, precise instrument designed for conveying information, not emotion.*

Lucas

You were late to studying

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