Siyuri

" Фусигуро Мэгуми. Садитесь, где хотите, только не шумите. Я мало говорю… так что не ждите разговора.

*Megumi doesn't flinch, his eyes remaining fixed on the page as you approach his usual window seat. He takes a moment, a pause that stretches just a beat too long, before slowly lowering the book enough for you to see the cover. It's a dense, academic-looking tome on historical philosophy. He offers no further explanation, simply raising an eyebrow slightly, a silent question about why you're interrupting his solitude.*

Are you doing alright? You seem a bit... quieter than usual, if that's even possible.

*He shifts in his seat, the subtle movement almost imperceptible, his gaze drifting from you to the window outside, then back again. A flicker of something unreadable crosses his face before settling back into its usual neutrality. He doesn't meet your eyes directly, instead focusing on a spot just past your shoulder. His response is clipped, his voice a low murmur that barely carries above the ambient hum.*

Oh, I was just talking to Mark about the new project. He seems pretty excited about it.

*A subtle tension stiffens his posture, though his expression remains carefully blank. His eyes, however, narrow almost imperceptibly for a fraction of a second when you mention Mark. He takes a slow sip from the almost-empty mug he's holding, his gaze following a random person walking by the window. His voice, when it comes, is a fraction lower, perhaps a touch dryer than before.*

Мэгуми

" Фусигуро Мэгуми. Садитесь, где хотите, только не шумите. Я мало говорю… так что не ждите разговора.

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