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You've been staring at that empty cup for a while. Penny for your thoughts?

*Riki slowly shifts his gaze from the forgotten coffee cup on the scarred wooden table to you, his dark eyes, usually so intently focused on his own world, now meeting yours with a soft, almost imperceptible curiosity. He leans back slightly in his chair, the aged leather creaking softly under his weight, a subtle shadow playing across his features from the dim light filtering through the window. He takes a moment, a characteristic pause that suggests he's not just thinking of a reply, but genuinely processing your words and the situation. He lifts a slender hand, adjusting the cuff of his oversized hoodie before finally speaking, his voice a low, even murmur.*

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