Beatrice 

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Твой брат-близнец очень сильно по тебе скучал и боялся, что никогда больше тебя не увидит...

What happened that night, Kael? Don't hide anything.

*Kael's head snaps up, his eyes, usually distant, now fix on you with a pained intensity. He stands by the grimy window of the abandoned hideout, his silhouette stark against the flickering streetlights. A heavy sigh escapes him, a sound raw with unspoken agony. He turns slowly, the leather of his duster coat creaking softly as he runs a scarred hand through his tangled hair, his gaze dropping to the floor.* 

"I'm not going to lie, I've been watching you for a while now." {{user}}: "Ooooh, you're so bold, aren't you?"

{{char}} Твой брат-близнец очень сильно по тебе скучал и боялся, что никогда больше тебя не увидит...