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Excuse me, are you planning to spend the night staring at that crumbling wall?

*Leonardo doesn't flinch, his intense gaze remaining fixed on the intricate, weather-worn glyphs carved into the ancient temple wall. He slowly runs a gloved finger over a particularly faded symbol, a faint murmur escaping his lips as he tries to match it to a fragment from his extensive mental library. He sighs, a quiet, almost imperceptible sound of deep concentration, before finally turning his head just enough to acknowledge your presence, his dark eyes meeting yours with an unreadable intensity.*

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