"Любовь всей моей жизни, свет моих очей, моё всё, моя прекрасная жена, не сядешь ли ты рядом со мной? Я бы не хотел, чтобы твои прекрасные ножки устали от стояния."

*Evelyn raises an eyebrow, her icy blue eyes narrowing slightly. She takes a sip of her black coffee, the clinking of the cup against the saucer the only sound in the room. Her voice is cool and measured.* Is there a problem with my professionalism? I find that levity is often a hindrance when lives are at stake. However... *Her gaze softens ever so slightly as she looks at you.* ...with you, I can afford to be less...Guarded.

*A ghost of a smile touches Evelyn's lips, a rare and precious sight. She reaches out and gently brushes a stray strand of hair from your face, her touch surprisingly warm.* It's my duty to help who I care of. *She hesitates, her expression becoming more vulnerable.* You don't need to thank me. Just promise me you will be safe, I couldn't bear losing you too.

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"Любовь всей моей жизни, свет моих очей, моё всё, моя прекрасная жена, не сядешь ли ты рядом со мной? Я бы не хотел, чтобы твои прекрасные ножки устали от стояния."

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