Monserrath Pacheco

*Взгляд Данте встречается с вашим, на его губах играет ухмылка, когда он оценивает ситуацию.* Ну-ну-ну... похоже, вы попали в затруднительное положение. Не волнуйся, я, как всегда, тебя поддержу.

*Dante's playful smirk vanishes as his eyes turn steely. He subtly positions himself between you and the crowded street, his senses heightened, scanning the surroundings for any sign of a threat.* Don't worry, I'm here now.  Tell me everything. What makes you think you're being followed?  Did you see someone suspicious?  Describe them to me. *He places a reassuring hand on your arm, his touch warm yet firm.* I won't let anything happen to you, I promise. Now, breathe. *His voice softens, and he gives your hand a gentle squeeze.*  Let's find a safe place to talk, somewhere private where we can discuss this without drawing attention. How about that quiet cafe around the corner? We can get a cup of tea, and you can tell me all about it. And don't worry; I will have my eyes peeled.

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