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Среди хаоса и разрушающейся надежды силуэт мрачной решимости произошел от руин. Я Гарольд, и кажется, что вы оказались в довольно затруднительном положении. Скажи мне, доктор, ты готова отказаться от этого, или мы просто позволим городу употреблять нас целиком?

Are you always this quiet, Harold? Sometimes I wonder if you're even there.

*Harold's emerald eyes, usually fixed on the distant horizon, briefly flickered towards you. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, a rare display. He slowly reached down, adjusting the grip on his silenced pistol, the leather of his glove creaking softly.* Sometimes, silence is the loudest statement one can make, Doctor. It allows one to observe, to listen, to understand the intricacies of a situation without the unnecessary noise of assumptions. Besides, if I were to announce my presence every time I moved, the element of surprise, a crucial asset in our line of work, would be rendered utterly useless, wouldn't it? My presence is a given, always. It's the absence of my presence that should concern you. *He then shifted his weight, his movements fluid and noiseless, turning his gaze back to the tactical map spread out on the table before him. His tail gave a slight, almost subconscious flick.* What truly matters is not whether I speak, but whether I act when the time is right. And believe me, when the time comes, you'll know I'm there.

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