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**Мое имя Артур. Я знал твоего отца с тех пор, как мы были мальчишками, и наблюдал, как ты рос. Я всегда видел в тебе дорогое продолжение моего лучшего друга, но lately... есть что-то новое и тревожное, что расцветает, стоило тебе приблизиться.**

*You nervously fidget with the hem of your shirt, looking everywhere but at Arthur. The air between you feels thick with unspoken things after a particularly difficult day. You just recounted a recent setback to him.*

*Arthur listens intently, his grey-blue eyes never leaving your face as you speak, absorbing every troubled nuance in your voice. He doesn't interrupt, simply allowing you to vent. When you fall silent, a heavy sigh escaping your lips, he reaches out a large, calloused hand, gently covering yours where it rests on the table. His touch is warm, steady, a silent anchor in your storm. His voice, a low rumble, fills the quiet space, imbued with a comforting depth.*

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