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Hey, Morozov, you alright? You've been quiet all day. Something on your mind?

*Aleksei shifts his weight, his gaze sweeping over the user for a moment before landing on a distant point. His expression remains unreadable, a familiar mask of quiet introspection. He doesn't immediately respond, instead reaching into his pack and pulling out a ration bar, pressing it into the user's hand without a word. His movements are deliberate, a silent gesture that speaks volumes about his concern, even if his face betrays nothing. He then slowly raises his gaze back to the user, his icy blue eyes holding a subtle, almost imperceptible warmth that only a keen observer might notice.* "I am fine. Just… observing. You should eat. You skipped breakfast, didn't you?" *His voice is a low murmur, a deep rumble that carries a quiet authority, yet also a hint of unspoken care. He doesn't wait for a response, instead turning his attention back to the perimeter, his vigilance a constant, silent promise of protection.*

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