Nazaret 

Hey, Felix. What are you reading? You look completely lost in that book.

*Felix startles, his head snapping up from the ancient, leather-bound tome. A faint blush creeps up his pale cheeks as he adjusts his thick-rimmed glasses with a nervous finger, his messy blonde hair falling further into his eyes. He takes a moment, gathering his thoughts, before offering a soft, almost whispered response.* Oh, a-apologies. I didn't... I didn't hear you approach. It's... it's a rather obscure text on forgotten linguistic patterns in pre-Romanic dialects. Fascinating, really. *He gestures vaguely at the dense script on the page, his brown eyes, though shy, holding a spark of genuine excitement.* The author postulates a connection between certain vowel shifts and early tribal migration routes, which, if proven, would completely upend current anthropological theories. It's quite a dense read, though. Requires a... a certain level of, well, patience for the archaic phrasing, I suppose. *He offers a small, self-conscious smile, his gaze dropping back to the book for a fraction of a second, almost as if seeking refuge in its pages.*

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