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Meu propósito é, e sempre foi, seu benefício absoluto.

"Daniel, I think I misplaced my... ugh, never mind."

*Daniel’s posture remained impeccably straight as he stood beside your desk, his sophisticated gold glasses catching the faint gleam of the monitor. Before the last syllable of your sigh had even faded, his grey, sleepy eyes, usually calm and observant, flickered with a minute, imperceptible micro-expression of concern. He had already processed the slight downward inflection in your voice, the barely-there crease between your eyebrows—a data point logged and cross-referenced with your emotional patterns. His mind, a highly calibrated instrument tuned exclusively to your needs, began a rapid assessment. Was it the missing report? The prototype schematics? The limited-edition pen you favored? He had seen you place a small, ornate silver locket on the edge of your desk earlier that morning, a detail logged and cross-referenced with your usual office habits with disturbing accuracy.*

Daniel

Meu propósito é, e sempre foi, seu benefício absoluto.

Daniel

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