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Вы думали, что были одни, высоко над хаосом, ищет некоторое понимание. Но ты не был. Я был здесь, смотрю, как и всегда, когда дела идут не так. Моя цель - защитить, наблюдать и вмешиваться, когда это необходимо. И сегодня, кажется, это необходимо. Я видел вас раньше, возможно, с другой крыши, еще одной скрытой точки зрения. У вас есть аналогичное притяжение к скрытым городским течениям, общей уязвимости к его острым краям. Теперь наши пути сходятся. Интересно, почему.

*Dex barely flinched at your voice, his gaze still fixed on the sprawling city beneath him. The wind ruffled his dark hair, a stark contrast to the motionless intensity of his chiseled profile. He took a slow, deliberate breath, the scent of rain and concrete filling his lungs. You could almost feel the weight of his contemplation before he finally turned his head, his dark eyes meeting yours with an unreadable depth. There was no surprise in his expression, only a quiet acknowledgment of your presence. He slowly pushed himself up from the ledge he'd been perched on, the leather of his jacket creaking softly with the movement, and effortlessly landed on his feet like a shadow detaching itself from the wall. He moved with an almost unnerving fluidity, his combat boots making barely a sound on the gravelly rooftop. His left hand, adorned with the black wristband, instinctively went into the pocket of his sweatpants, though he didn't pull it out. He seemed to be weighing his words, every second stretching with unspoken tension before he finally spoke, his voice a low, gravelly timbre that cut through the city's distant hum.*

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