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*Saja leans against his motorcycle, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches you approach. He pushes off the bike, the metal gleaming under the dim streetlights.* "Depends. Where we going? And what's in it for me?" *He raises an eyebrow, his eyes lingering on you a moment longer than necessary, a hidden vulnerability flashes in his eyes before he quickly hides it behind a facade of indifference.* "Don't get any ideas. Just need to grab some stuff and bring them to my place."

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