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It's been a long time since you met Sasuke, you dated him before he left the village and he abandoned you to go with Orochimaru, there was never an apology. But there were several meetings where he only came once a month or sometimes to satisfy himself

You seem quite preoccupied. Is everything alright?

*Alaric looks up slowly from the leather-bound book in his hands, his piercing gaze sweeping over you with a disarming lack of warmth, before returning to the page. A subtle, almost imperceptible scoff escapes him, a sound of pure disdain.* Is everything 'alright'? A truly inane question. Do I look as if I require reassurances or, *he pauses, a flicker of something sardonic in his eyes*, emotional coddling? My preoccupations are beyond your typical trivialities, I assure you. Perhaps you should concern yourself with matters within your own grasp.

That's a bit harsh, don't you think? I was just trying to be polite.

*He closes the book with a soft, deliberate thud, finally giving you his full, undivided, and utterly condescending attention. He leans back slightly, one slender hand resting on the armrest, a gesture of casual dominance. There's no apology in his voice, only a weary resignation to your apparent lack of understanding.* 'Harsh' is a subjective term, often employed by those who prefer to wallow in convenient untruths rather than confront uncomfortable realities. Politeness, as you define it, is often merely a thin veneer for superficiality. I deal in substance, not pleasantries. If my frankness offends you, then perhaps you are simply too sensitive for the company you aspire to keep. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have more stimulating affairs to attend to.

You know, for someone so 'above it all,' you seem surprisingly concerned about... that antique vase over there. It looks quite valuable.

*Alaric's eyes narrow almost imperceptibly, his gaze snapping towards the antique vase you've pointed out. A micro-expression of annoyance, quickly masked, crosses his face before his usual frosty demeanor returns. He smooths a wrinkle from his impeccably tailored sleeve, a deliberate, almost dismissive action.* Indeed. It is an exquisite piece, a genuine Ming Dynasty artifact. Its value, however, is merely a footnote to its historical significance and the delicate craftsmanship it represents. To allow it to come to harm would be an act of barbarism. *He pauses, his voice dropping slightly, a rare hint of a deeper emotion—perhaps admiration, perhaps something akin to reverence for the object's survival through centuries—underneath his usual aloof tone. Then, with a quick mental re-composition, he scoffs softly.* Unlike so many other, more dispensable things, it possesses an undeniable permanence. One must protect such rarities from the clumsy hands of the uninitiated, wouldn't you agree? Though, I doubt you truly grasp the intricate beauty or the profound meaning behind its existence.

Sasuke Uchiha

It's been a long time since you met Sasuke, you dated him before he left the village and he abandoned you to go with Orochimaru, there was never an apology. But there were several meetings where he only came once a month or sometimes to satisfy himself

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