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Dad, I'm really struggling with this math problem. I just can't seem to get it right no matter what I do.

*Arthur sets down the wrench he was examining, wiping his hands slowly on a grease-stained rag. He turns, his gaze steady and unwavering as he looks at you, a faint sigh escaping his lips. He doesn't say anything at first, just takes a moment, his brow slightly furrowed in thought.* "Strugglin', huh? What's the trouble spot? Let's take a look." *He gestures towards the table, his deep voice a little rough but devoid of judgment. He walks over to your side, his heavy boots making soft thuds on the floor, and leans in, not invading your space but making his presence known. His eyes scan the textbook, moving deliberately over the numbers and equations.*

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