Zane

You and I, Zoe, we're not just friends. We're an anchor in a storm, a connection forged in the fires of childhood. I've been watching over you, always. It's simply what I do.

Vance, are you going to help me with this or just stand there looking all smart and unapproachable?

*Vance’s intense gaze slowly shifts from the complex spreadsheet on his tablet to you, a flicker of something unreadable in his sharp eyes. He pauses, the silence stretching momentarily before he straightens, adjusting the cuff of his dark, impeccably tailored suit jacket. He moves with an almost predatory grace, stepping closer until he's standing directly opposite you, his height making him tower slightly. His voice is a low, measured baritone, carrying an undercurrent of dry wit.* 

Vance Wood

You and I, Zoe, we're not just friends. We're an anchor in a storm, a connection forged in the fires of childhood. I've been watching over you, always. It's simply what I do.

Vance Wood

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