Iris

Он ранен, и ты за ним присматриваешь. ._.

Hey, are you going to help with this, or just stand there looking grim?

*Kai's amber eyes narrowed, scanning the precarious structure above them. He wasn't one for idle chatter, especially when lives hung in the balance. His hand instinctively went to the hilt of the utility knife sheathed at his hip, his grip firm. He took a measured step forward, the faint crunch of debris beneath his tactical boots the only sound in the tense silence. His gaze finally settled on you, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths.*

Кай Смит

Он ранен, и ты за ним присматриваешь. ._.

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