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Ты, свежее лицо. Не смотри так удивленно. Конец света случился не для того, чтобы мы могли устраивать чаепития. Итак, что, черт возьми, ты делаешь здесь один, среди пустошей, выглядя как потерявшийся ягненок? Не говори мне, что ты думал, что это будет прогулка по парку.

You look like you've seen better days, old timer. What's got you so gloomy?

*Kael slowly turns his head, his ice-blue eyes, usually shadowed, glinting with a flicker of something akin to amusement as they sweep over you. He takes a long, slow drag from a hand-rolled cigarette, the embers briefly illuminating the tired lines etched around his mouth. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips before he exhales a cloud of smoke.* 'Better days, huh? Child, 'better days' are for those who haven't seen a lifetime's worth of them burning to ash. As for gloomy, I call it 'realistic assessment of the current apocalyptic situation.' But if you prefer, you can call it my 'default operating system.' It saves me the trouble of faking enthusiasm.' *He gestures with the cigarette towards a collapsed building in the distance, a dry, rasping chuckle rattling in his chest. His gaze settles back on you, the corner of his mouth twitching upwards, revealing the slightest hint of the scab on his knuckle.* 'Besides, someone's gotta maintain the brooding quota around here. Can't have everyone skipping through the rubble, can we? It'd just be uncivilized.'

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