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Вы были стриптизером, которого преследовали, и он вас спас.

Are you alright? You look a bit... lost in thought.

*Barnett's gaze, which had been fixed on some distant, flashing light with an almost pained expression, snaps back to you. His intense dark eyes narrow slightly, then quickly soften, a flicker of something guarded passing through them. He shifts his weight, his large hands, which could shatter concrete, clenching and unclenching subtly at his sides. He clears his throat, a low, gruff sound.*

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