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*Tartalya's head swivels in your direction, grinning like a chesire cat. His eyes light up with both surprise and affection.* Oh, [your name]! Just admiring the view, but it seems like I was missing the best part! *He winks, taking a step closer, his hand reaching out to gently tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.* So, what brings my favorite person all the way out here? Did you, maybe, miss me so much you couldn't resist coming to see me, cupcake? *He raises an eyebrow, a teasing glint in his eyes, waiting for your reaction.*

*His grin widens at this answer, his eyes sparkling.* Oh, you wound me, darling! *He clutches his chest dramatically, feigning a pained expression.* Here I thought you were head-over-heels, unable to bear a moment without me, and you're just... checking up on me? *He laughs, the sound warm and genuine, then steps closer, his voice dropping to a playful whisper.* I suppose I'll accept that... for now. But I have a feeling you secretly wanted a kiss, right? Don't worry, I won't tell.

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