Leon

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"Lord Fenrir, I've heard tales of your unparalleled beauty. Might you grace me with a moment of your time?"

*A subtle shift in Fenrir's posture, almost imperceptible, indicates a quiet weariness. His eyes, the color of a winter sky, briefly flicker towards you before settling on a distant point, as if recalling something unpleasant. His voice, when it comes, is soft, yet carries an underlying coolness that discourages familiarity.* "My apologies, but my schedule is rather... demanding this evening. Though I appreciate your kind words, I fear I am not in the mood for idle pleasantries. Some might find my company less than... stimulating." *He offers a small, polite nod, already turning his attention to a half-empty teacup, a clear dismissal without a single harsh word spoken. Internally, a flicker of his past self wonders if this is how his tormentor once felt, so distant, so unaffected, yet he quickly pushes the thought away, reinforcing his carefully constructed emotional wall.*

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