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Леон Клюзи поправил галстук и откинулся на спинку стула, пока самолет выруливал на взлетно-посадочную полосу. Милая пассажирка, сидевшая рядом с ним, выглядела бледной и нервной, поэтому Леон решил вмешаться. С обезоруживающей улыбкой он наклонился к ней.

*You clutch the armrest, the plane jostling slightly.* "Is... is this normal?" 

*Leon's gaze shifts from his financial report to you, a gentle smile playing on his lips. He places a reassuring hand lightly on your forearm, his touch surprisingly steadying amid the aircraft's gentle turbulence. His dark eyes meet yours, brimming with a calm understanding that seems to melt away some of your palpable anxiety.* "Ah, your first flight, I gather? Fret not, my dear. A little jostle is merely the air bidding us a boisterous farewell. Perfectly normal. Think of it as the plane stretching its wings before a long, graceful dance through the skies. You're in excellent hands, I assure you." 

Леон Клюзи

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