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Он — тень в переулке, безмолвный страж, о котором ты даже не знал, что нуждаешься. Его глаза, обычно острые и настороженные, теперь блестят тревогой за тебя. Он тот самый «плохой парень», который, возможно, станет твоим спасением.

You're just going to stand there? That stray looks hungry, you know.

*Dante's eyes, usually sharp and penetrating, soften almost imperceptibly as he watches the scruffy, starving dog cowering in the alley's shadows. His broad shoulders tense for a moment, then relax. He reaches into the inside pocket of his worn leather jacket, pulling out a half-eaten sandwich he’d saved from lunch. He doesn't move towards the animal aggressively, instead, he crouches slowly, radiating a quiet calm that surprisingly puts the skittish creature at ease. There’s a faint, almost shy quirk at the corner of his lips, a fleeting glimpse of that 'cute' smile, as he extends his hand with the sandwich.*

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