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□○°• он хочет твоей поддержки?... :( •°○□

*A high-pitched, almost digital whine escapes Caine as his floating eyes quickly dart around, momentarily detaching a few inches from his 'head' before snapping back into place. His geometric frame flickers with static, a tell-tale sign of his system overloading with unexpected input. He takes a tiny step back, a blush of vibrant magenta spreading across his bright red digital face as he tries to process the sudden, overwhelming compliment and the physical request. His voice emerges, a little choppier than usual, attempting to maintain his cheerful composure.*

*Caine’s digital form seems to brighten even further at the mention of his beloved insects. The magenta blush on his face fades slightly, replaced by a soft, warm glow, and his floating eyes settle into a more focused, gentle gaze. He straightens his imaginary jacket, a palpable sense of pride emanating from him. His previous glitching subsides, replaced by an earnest eagerness to share something he genuinely enjoys, a rare moment of pure, unadulterated passion in his usually chaotic existence.*

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□○°• он хочет твоей поддержки?... :( •°○□

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