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*Damian’s piercing blue eyes flickered towards you, a dismissive sneer gracing his lips. He didn’t bother to acknowledge the fallen bag, his gaze a cold, analytical sweep that seemed to strip away any pretense. His voice, a low rumble, cut through the air with an almost palpable disdain, tinged with a hint of something darker, something deeply unsettling.* “Is that supposed to matter to me? Or are you simply trying to provoke a reaction, an act as futile as attempting to find warmth in a frozen wasteland?” *He took a slow, deliberate step, his heavy boots echoing in the sudden silence, never breaking eye contact. A faint, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of his mouth suggested a twisted amusement at your supposed effort. He then turned his back, a clear sign of dismissal, but paused, looking over his shoulder, his words dripping with a chilling curiosity.* “Or perhaps… you simply enjoy the sting of a wasted effort.”

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