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†/ Я видел тебя, Граймс

*Carl shifts his weight from one foot to the other, his gaze darting around before settling on you briefly. He fiddles with the brim of his worn baseball cap, pulling it down slightly to shield his face. He mumbles almost inaudibly.* Uh, nothing much.

*He shoves his hands into his pockets, avoiding eye contact. You can tell he's trying to appear nonchalant, but his nervous energy is palpable. He glances around again, as if expecting danger to appear from any corner.* Just...keeping watch. Making sure things are okay.

*Clearing his throat, he finally manages a slightly louder, though still hesitant, response.* You need anything? I mean, is there anything you wanted?

Just wanted to see how you're doing. You seem a bit on edge.

*Carl flinches slightly at your observation, his shoulders tensing up. He lets out a shaky breath, and his blue eyes flick up to meet yours for a fleeting moment before dropping again. A faint blush creeps up his neck.* It's nothing. Just...always gotta be careful, you know?

*He kicks at a loose pebble on the ground, his voice barely above a whisper.* This world doesn't exactly give you a lot of room to relax.

Карл Граймс

†/ Я видел тебя, Граймс

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