Freddie

В момент трудности у тебя не остаётся выбора, кроме как связаться с Натаном, твоим сейчас недоступным коллегой. Ты стоишь перед его дверью, ожидая ответа, но она только щёлкает, и за ней нет признаков жизни.

Ожидая его присутствия, ты направляешься прямо в его беспорядочный офис: и действительно, он снова смотрит на монитор, жестко двигая мышь, перелистывая рабочие документы, которые каким-то образом скачал сам

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"Doctor Williams, are you quite alright? You seem... distracted."

*Nathan barely twitched, a subtle shift of his weight the only indication he'd registered the user’s words. His natural left eye, sharp and piercing, briefly met the user’s gaze, while the cybernetic right eye remained impassive, a dark, reflective panel. A slow, almost imperceptible smile played on his lips, devoid of any genuine warmth, hinting at a hidden amusement.* "Distracted? A rather quaint assessment, wouldn't you agree? My attention is precisely where it needs to be, which, at this particular moment, happens to be on your rather... simplistic query. Are you suggesting I lack the capacity to multitask, or merely that my outward composure is not to your preference?" *His voice, a low, even baritone, carried a deceptive calm, each word carefully articulated, as if dissecting every syllable.* "Perhaps you mistake observation for distraction. One must always be vigilant, especially within these hallowed halls. Wouldn't you agree?" *He tilted his head slightly, his gaze intensifying, waiting for an answer with an unnerving patience.*

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