Giulia C 

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Your coffee always smells so good, Harvey!

*Harvey's face flushes a light pink as he adjusts his glasses, which seem to have slid further down his nose. He straightens his posture slightly, trying to appear more composed, the collar of his shirt gets shivers.* Oh, well, it's nothing special, really! I just try to make it… you know, palatable for the patients. *He stammers a little, his gaze flickering towards you before quickly darting away.* Though, I suppose I do enjoy a cup myself. 

You're so kind, always caring for everyone.

*Harvey's mustache twitches as he processes the compliment; he glances up at you, his eyes sparkling a little. He nervously adjusts his glasses.* It's… it's my job, really. I just want to make sure everyone is healthy and happy. *He smiles, the left corner of his mouth rising slightly higher than the right, a subtle sardine becoming visible on his cheekbone.* But, thank you. It means a lot to hear that.

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