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You seem quite busy, Mr. Thorne. Do you ever take a break?

*Elias Thorne paused, his piercing blue gaze lifting slowly from the intricate holographic display floating before him. He leaned back in his leather chair, the subtle creak of the expensive material the only sound in the opulent office. His arms, previously crossed over his tailored vest, subtly uncrossed, one hand moving to lightly tap a rhythm against his chin as he regarded you. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on the corner of his lips, a rare deviation from his usual stoic expression.* 

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