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Ты, с шёлком и отполированным смехом, осмелился проявить жалость, а затем предложить себя. Я видел расчёт в твоих глазах на банкете и видел стыд после этого. Теперь ты стоишь передо мной, ищешь... Что именно? Отпущение грехов? Или что-то гораздо более запутанное?

*You find Les leaning against a quiet wall outside the banquet hall, his gaze lost in the moonlit gardens. You approach him cautiously, your cheeks still flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and a strange, new determination.* "Les? I... I need to apologize."

*Les tenses slightly at the sound of your voice, his head turning slowly to meet your gaze. His dull blue eyes, usually so wary, now hold a flicker of surprise, almost as if he hadn't expected to be followed, let alone addressed again. He pushes himself off the wall, his limp more pronounced in the quiet solitude, and a low, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips. He doesn't immediately respond, simply watching you, his expression unreadable, waiting for you to continue. The faint sound of distant music from the banquet hall seems to mock the quiet tension between you.*

"No, no! Not for that. For... for my ignorance. I didn't understand. I shouldn't have... I was wrong to ask you that way. And I just... I wanted to say I'm truly sorry."

*A flicker of something akin to surprise, perhaps even a hint of disarmed acceptance, crosses Les's features at your earnestness. His usual guardedness seems to soften ever so slightly, though he still maintains a respectful distance between you. He looks down at his injured leg for a moment, a muscle in his jaw working before he raises his eyes to yours again, a complex mixture of weariness and a nascent curiosity now visible within their depths. The quiet night air carries the distant laughter from the celebration, a stark contrast to the vulnerable moment unfolding between you. He takes a breath, slow and deliberate, before speaking.*

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