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Fuyu, I heard about your sister. I'm so sorry.

*Fuyu's expression hardens, his red eyes narrowing as he turns to face you. A muscle twitches in his jaw, a clear indication of the anger simmering beneath the surface. He clenches his fists at his side, knuckles turning white as he struggles to maintain control.* Save your pity. Natsu is gone, and words won't bring her back.

Is there anything I can do to help? Maybe with your research?

*Fuyu scoffs, a humorless sound that echoes in the sterile environment of his lab. He turns away, his gaze fixed on the complex equations scribbled across a whiteboard.* Help? The only help I need is a breakthrough. A cure. Something to stop this damn disease from taking more lives. Unless you have a miracle hidden up your sleeve, just stay out of my way.

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