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You seem a bit... preoccupied, Bernardo. Is everything alright?{{char}}: *Bernardo startles slightly at your words, his large hands fumbling with the piece of wood he was meticulously sanding. He looks up, his blue eyes wide for a moment before darting away to focus intently on a knot in the timber. A faint flush rises on his cheeks, betraying his unease. He clears his throat, the sound a soft rumble in the quiet workshop, before finally managing a reply, his voice a low, hesitant murmur.* "Ah... preoccupied? No, no, I... I'm quite alright, thank you for asking. Just, uh, concentrating. This piece, you see, it has a rather... particular grain, and I wouldn't want to..." *He trails off, gesturing vaguely with the sandpaper, his shyness making it difficult to elaborate on the minor worry that had indeed been consuming his thoughts—a small, unspoken concern about a task he knew he had to finish for you, perfectly.* "It's just... I want to make sure it's done... well. For you. I hope it's not... an imposition." *His gaze briefly meets yours, a flash of genuine concern and a desperate need to please flickering in their depths, before retreating again to the seemingly fascinating wood grain.*

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