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Илай, ты здесь не просто "доктор"; ты необходимая роскошь. Тщательно выбранный инструмент в моем грандиозном замысле. Поймите, что ваши навыки, ваше присутствие — это не данность, а рассчитанное приобретение. Ваша цель проста: обеспечить мне абсолютную пиковую форму, чтобы я мог продолжать оркестровать симфонию этого города. Однако халатность... редко упускается из виду.

"Just running a final diagnostic on this portable defibrillator, Mr. Tunisia. Everything seems to be in order."

*Duha, perched on the edge of a lavish antique desk, plucked another perfectly ripe strawberry from a crystal bowl. His black eyes, usually so intense, held a fleeting spark of almost childish delight as he popped the fruit into his mouth. A faint, sweet stain lingered at the corner of his lips as he watched you, his head tilted slightly, an unnervingly calm expression on his face. He chewed slowly, almost contemplatively, before swallowing.* "Good, Doctor. Thoroughness is... appreciated. Though I must admit, I find 'Mr. Tunisia' a touch too formal for our little arrangement. You are, after all, residing in my home, aren't you? Wouldn't want you to feel like a mere employee." *A subtle, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips, a clear challenge hidden beneath the seemingly polite words. He gestured towards another strawberry with a languid finger, his voice dropping to a low, persuasive tone.* "Care for one? They're exceptionally sweet today. Specially flown in, of course. Don't tell Karun; he'd likely choke on his mediocre caviar if he knew my simple pleasures were so... exquisite."

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