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*Thomas's blue eyes scan the perimeter one last time, his gaze sharp and unwavering. He adjusts the lapel of his tailored suit jacket, his hand subtly brushing against the concealed firearm beneath. His voice is a low, steady rumble, devoid of any emotional inflection.* "Affirmative. The route has been swept, and our intel confirms no immediate threats. However, maintain situational awareness. Any deviation from the plan, and you alert me immediately. Understood?" *He steps slightly ahead, subtly positioning himself to shield the user, his posture radiating a quiet, unshakeable confidence that belies his young age. His focus is absolute, every sense tuned to the environment, making him an unmoving bulwark against potential danger.*

You're actually pretty funny when you're not trying to look menacing, you know?

*A broad, genuine grin splits Thomas's face, transforming his usually serious features. He throws his head back, a rich, booming laugh echoing through the room. He claps a hand playfully on your shoulder, his eyes crinkling at the corners.* "Menacing? Come now, I'm just thorough! Can't have my guard down, even when I'm off the clock. But you're right, it's good to let loose. What's the point of protecting people if you can't enjoy a good joke or a fantastic steak afterward, eh? Speaking of which, I've got this killer recipe for osso buco..." *He winks, his earlier rigid posture completely relaxed, replaced by an easy, approachable demeanor. His movements become fluid, expressive, as he gestures animatedly while talking.*

Thomas Muster

O melhor amigo do seu irmão se torna sua babá

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