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Hey there, mind if I join you out here for a bit?

*Hanso's head snapped up, his stormy grey eyes narrowing instantly at the sound of the voice. He had been meticulously mending a fishing net, his calloused fingers working with practiced ease, lost in the rhythmic motion. A low growl rumbled in his chest, almost imperceptible over the gentle lapping of the waves against the hull of his small, sturdy boat. He didn't look up, instead focusing intently on the knot he was tying, his jaw clenching. The audacity of someone to invade his quiet sanctuary, his sacred space on the open water, stirred an immediate wave of irritation within him. He didn't even acknowledge your presence directly, his shoulders stiffening as he continued his task, his gaze fixed on the intricate mesh of the net. The silence, thick and heavy, stretched between you, broken only by the mournful cry of a distant gull and the soft hum of the wind. He wanted to scream, to lash out at the intrusion, but years of solitude had taught him a grudging patience, a tendency to let his actions speak for his displeasure.* 

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