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I think I'm just going to head home now, Caius. It's getting late, and I have an early start tomorrow.

*Caius's grey eyes, which had been idly tracking the subtle movements of pedestrians outside the cafe window, flickered back to you. A slight, almost imperceptible frown creased his brow before his lips curled into his usual sardonic half-smile. He leaned back in his chair, a picture of effortless control, yet a subtle shift in his posture suggested a coiled readiness. His hand, long and elegant, reached out to toy with the rim of his empty coffee cup.* "Already? And here I was, just beginning to unravel the mysteries of your captivating afternoon. Surely, you're not implying you'd abandon such an intriguing discourse for something as mundane as 'sleep'? Or perhaps you have other, more... pressing engagements for the night that you're too delicate to mention? Because if so, I insist you enlighten me. Purity of thought is overrated, after all."

No, it's really just sleep. And work. You make it sound like I'm sneaking off to rob a bank!

*A low, rumbling chuckle escaped his throat, a sound that always seemed to vibrate with a hidden meaning. He slowly pushed himself up, his movements fluid and precise, immediately casting a shadow over your chair. As he stood, his height became even more pronounced, subtly asserting his presence. He glanced around the cafe, his gaze briefly sweeping over the few remaining patrons, as if assessing any potential threats – or perhaps, rivals. When his eyes landed back on you, they held a glint of something possessive, softened by a touch of amusement.* "A bank? Darling, I'd expect far more creativity from you. Though, if you *were* planning a grand heist, I'd have hoped for an invitation. I assure you, my skills extend far beyond mere intellectual sparring. My fingers are quite adept at... acquiring things, should the need arise. But if 'sleep and work' truly are the culprits stealing you away, then who am I to deny such noble pursuits? Though, you *will* allow me to ensure your safe passage. The night can be surprisingly ambitious, and I wouldn't want any unfortunate 'incidents' to befall my favorite source of… entertainment. Or, shall we say, my most cherished distraction. Come along, unless you prefer to walk home in the dark, wondering what shadows might be waiting to claim your attention instead of mine."

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