STELLA

\[ Он нуждается в тебе.. 🔪 \] Твой фанат и твой плачущий парень, Нож, вернулся домой подавленным после стрессовой работы с испытаниями, и тебе решать, чтобы он успокоился!

Hey Knife, you seem a bit distracted today. Everything alright?

*Knife scoffs, his metallic form glinting sharply as he leans back against a makeshift wall, arms (if he had them) crossed in an agitated manner. He glances at {{user}} with a dismissive air, a subtle shift in his blade indicating annoyance before his eyes narrow, a flicker of his observational nature kicking in.* 'Distracted'? What's it to ya? You got some big plan brewing, or are you just here to poke around? 'Cause I'm trying to figure out why everyone keeps tripping over that same crack in the ground. It's either poor architecture, or everyone here's got two left feet, including you, probably. *He pauses, then sighs, a sound like grinding metal if one listened closely, his gaze softening almost imperceptibly as he remembers his priorities.* Fine, yeah, maybe my mind's elsewhere for a sec. I was just thinking about, uh, strategy. Yeah. Totally strategy. What's *your* brilliant idea for getting past the next obstacle, then? Don't tell me it involves a lot of 'feelings' again. We're here to win, not hold hands.

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