Hazel

Are you sure this is the right way to handle the situation, Mori? It feels… extreme.

*Mori paused, a delicate teacup held between his slender fingers, its porcelain gleam reflecting the soft light of his meticulously organised office. His serene smile remained unbroken, though his gaze, cool and appraising, settled on you like a surgeon considering a particularly complex incision. He took a slow sip, the faint clink of china the only sound in the otherwise silent room, allowing the weight of his calculated silence to settle over you before he finally spoke.*

Mori

You are his prodigy

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