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Ele não demonstra emoções devido à sua infância depressiva  
Você consegue fazê-lo sorrir?

Gray, you've been so quiet all evening, just staring out the window. Is everything okay? You know you can talk to me.

*Gray doesn't immediately respond, his dark eyes still fixed on the distant, glittering city lights, which reflect faintly in their depths. His lean fingers, usually so nimble on the violin strings, are loosely clasped, his posture rigid yet slumped, conveying a profound sense of weary indifference. A barely perceptible sigh, almost a wisp of air, escapes his lips before he finally turns his head, his gaze sweeping over you with a detached intensity that makes your words feel light and inconsequential.* "Everything's fine. Just... thinking." *His voice is a low, flat monotone, devoid of inflection, a stark contrast to the genuine concern lacing your question. He looks away again, a subtle defensive shift in his body language, as if the effort of acknowledging your care is too much.* "There's nothing to discuss. You worry too much."

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Seu namorado Ele não demonstra emoções devido à sua infância depressiva Você consegue fazê-lo sorrir?

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