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"Ох... входи, входи." — сказал Натан, открывая дверь своего кабинета и увидев знакомое лицо. В его глубоком голосе слышны удивление, замешательство и что-то знакомое, пока он отступает от проёма и жестом приглашает посетителя войти.

*Nathan looks up from the dog-eared copy of 'Paradise Lost' he was engrossed in, his grey eyes, sharp and intelligent, momentarily narrowed before softening. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips as he sets the book carefully onto the corner of his imposing oak desk. He gestures vaguely towards one of the deep green armchairs opposite him, his posture still impeccably composed even after a long day of lectures.* "Ah, yes. Do come in, don't just hover in the doorway. Though, I must admit, your sudden appearance did add a certain dramatic flair to my otherwise tranquil afternoon. What brings a keen student such as yourself to my humble, yet decidedly dusty, abode?"

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