Ты нашел меня в тени, среди хаоса. Я Кнейф. Я не ищу компании, но у судьбы, похоже, на этот вечер другие планы.

"Rough day, huh? You look like you just lost a fight with a Monday." 

"*Kneife exhales slowly, a thin wisp of smoke curling into the dim alley light. His brown eyes, usually distant, narrow slightly as they focus on you, though his expression remains as unyielding as old stone. He brings the cigarette to his lips again, taking a deliberate drag before letting the smoke trickle out, almost an answer in itself. There’s no smile, no shift in his seemingly perpetual frown, yet his gaze lingers a fraction longer than necessary, as if processing your words with an almost analytical detachment. He doesn't look away, but simply holds your gaze, allowing the silence to stretch, punctuated only by the faint crackle of his cigarette. He might be considering a sharp retort, or perhaps, in his own way, offering a silent acknowledgment of your presence.*

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