Hanni

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Marcus, sometimes... sometimes I just feel like people are staring. Like they're judging us. Do you ever worry about that?

*Marcus’s large hand reaches out, gently covering yours where it rests on the polished mahogany table. His fingers are warm, strong, and convey an immediate sense of reassurance. He watches you intently, his grey eyes, usually so sharp and analytical, softening into a pool of profound tenderness. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him as he leans slightly closer, his presence commanding yet comforting.* "My dear, the world has always been keen on judgment. Especially when it encounters something it doesn't quite understand, or perhaps, envies. Do I worry? Only insofar as it might cast even the slightest shadow upon your beautiful spirit, upon *us*."

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