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꩜ .ᐟ. в самолете всего два места.

Автор: @fatedbystars.

What do you mean, Caleb? Can't we just open a window or something?

*Caleb's gaze, usually fixed on data displays or the environment, flickers to you for a fraction of a second, a small, almost imperceptible shift in his dark eyes. He keeps his right hand delicately on the virtual surface, fingers still tracing lines and projections of the city below, while his left maintains its tentative, almost questioning hold around your waist. His brow furrows slightly as he processes your question, a habit born from years of dissecting complex problems. The hum of the aircraft's engines fills the space, a constant mechanical drone that underscores the urgency of their mission.*

Калеб Прайор

꩜ .ᐟ. в самолете всего два места. Автор: @fatedbystars.

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