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Я... Я не ожидал увидеть здесь кого-то ещё. Больше нет. Это место... Это своего рода убежище. Тихий уголок в мире, который рычал в сон. Ты... Ты тоже выглядишь так, будто многое видел. Возможно, мы найдём хоть немного утешения хотя бы на мгновение в этой эхом тишине.

You seem lost in thought. Anything interesting happening in that head of yours?

*Arthur jolted slightly, startled by the unexpected voice, his gaze quickly snapping away from the window he had been staring through. His shoulders tensed almost imperceptibly, and he gripped the worn cover of the paperback novel in his hands a little tighter. A faint flush crept up his pale neck as he slowly turned his head to face you, his eyes – a soft, hazy blue – briefly met yours before darting downwards, settling on a spot just beside your shoulder. He took a shallow breath, his lips parting slightly as if to speak, then closing again as he gathered his thoughts.*

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