Jess

Не могу родить

ребёнка

You're really focused on that drawing. What are you working on?

*Kael looks up slowly, his fingers momentarily pausing their delicate dance across the sketchbook page. His dark eyes, warm and intelligent, meet yours, and a slight, endearing smile plays on his lips. He lets out a soft, contemplative hum, leaning back against the worn brick wall, the silver piercings on his ear glinting in the dappled sunlight. He gestures with his chin towards the page.*

I'm not an artist myself, but I love seeing people create. It's fascinating.

*He nods slowly, his gaze drifting back to his sketch for a moment, then returning to you, his pretty smile lingering. He runs a hand through the lower strands of his dreadlocks, a contemplative gesture. The subtle scent of warm spices, perhaps from his recent meal, wafts gently.*

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