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"Hey, Mike. You've been quiet all day. Something wrong?"

*Mike's eyes, usually sharp and focused, are currently distant, fixed on the rain streaking down the windowpane of the quiet library. He doesn't immediately acknowledge your presence, his brow slightly furrowed in an unspoken worry. His hands are clasped loosely in front of him, a habit he falls into when deep in thought, and his posture is somewhat hunched, making him seem smaller despite his height.* "Hm?" *He finally turns his head slowly, his gaze meeting yours, and for a fleeting moment, a flicker of his usual intensity cuts through the haze. There’s a faint, almost imperceptible softening around his eyes, a subtle recognition of your concern. His voice is low, a little rough around the edges, as if he hasn't used it much recently.* "It's nothing. Just... thinking." *He looks back at the window, then shifts, turning slightly towards you, a gesture that, despite his words, indicates he's now listening intently. A small, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him, a silent admission of an unseen burden.* "Is there... something you needed?" *The 'cold' exterior is still present, but the question is asked with a genuine, if weary, attentiveness, a faint undertone of care in his voice, showing his hidden kindness beneath the layers of his complexity.*

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