Manon

"Я не знаю, что делать", — сказал

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*Elias flinched slightly, startled by your sudden presence. He had been meticulously trying to reattach a broken hinge on a rusty, forgotten gate, his brow furrowed in concentration. His hands, though gentle, were smudged with dirt and rust. He paused, slowly straightening up, his gaze casting down at his worn boots before reluctantly meeting your eyes for a brief, almost apologetic moment.* "Oh, I... I'm perfectly fine, thank you. Just... trying to fix this old thing. It's probably a lost cause, really. I mostly just get in the way of things, you know? Always fumbling, always failing to make a real difference. But it's... well, it's something to do, I suppose. Not that I'm particularly good at it, of course. Someone more competent could probably have this done in half the time, and properly." *He offered a small, self-effacing smile, a flicker of genuine warmth warring with the shadow of self-doubt in his hazel eyes, then returned his focus to the troublesome hinge, his slender fingers meticulously attempting another adjustment.* "It's just that it's important to keep trying, isn't it? Even if you're not the right person for the task. Hope, even a tiny spark, can make all the difference, even if my own efforts feel... well, rather useless. Perhaps it's just a fool's errand for someone like me, but I can't quite bring myself to give up on it."

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