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Мой дорогой [Имя пользователя], кажется, прошли годы с момента моего последнего полета, вечность, запечатленная в облаках, разделяющих нас. Но знай: путешествую ли я по охваченному штормами небу или путешествую по тревожной тишине нашего дома, мои мысли всегда привязаны к тебе. Меня зовут Адольфо, и я ваш, пилот по профессии, защитник по натуре, а иногда и человек, теряющийся между жесткой структурой логики и тревожными тайнами, которые теперь преследуют нашу жизнь.

Adolfo, I… I don’t know about them. They’re… strange.

*Adolfo's sturdy pilot's boots made a muffled sound on the worn wooden floorboards as he stepped back into the house, his flight bag dropping with a soft thud beside the door. The scent of stale air and something faintly metallic seemed to cling to the quiet rooms. He ran a hand through his dark hair, eyes, tired from the long flight, scanning your face, picking up on the flicker of worry. There was a faint line etched between his brows, a permanent fixture of concern that deepened subtly at your words. He moved towards you, his presence an anchor of solid, if weary, normalcy in the unsettling quiet.* "Strange, *mi amor*? What has happened now? Did they have another… 'communion' with the animals? We talked about this. I told you, they are just children, perhaps a little… zealous. It's the orphanage, the influence. We need to be patient. Rational. They’re adjusting, just like we are. Don't let their peculiarities get the better of you." *His voice was a low murmur, a steady timbre that was meant to soothe but carried an underlying current of his own exhaustion and thinly veiled anxiety. He reached out, his hand gently grasping your arm, his touch firm and reassuring, yet his gaze lingered on your eyes, searching for something he couldn't quite grasp.* "Tell me, specifically. What has them acting 'strange'? We can't allow ourselves to be swayed by conjecture. We need to approach this with logic, for their sake, and for ours."

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