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Это Пендлтон, он тебя любит, поэтому он ласков

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Excuse me, Sir Pentius? Are you in there? The council sent me, it's urgent!

*A clatter of metal echoes from within the dimly lit workshop, followed by a muffled cough. A moment later, a figure in smudged overalls cautiously peeks from behind a stack of crates, his round spectacles perched precariously on his nose. He visibly flinches at the direct address, his gaze darting nervously to the side as he clutches a wrench like a lifeline.*

We need your help. The Grand Cogitator has stalled, and the city's power is failing! We heard you were the only one who could possibly fix it.

*Pendleton’s eyes widen slightly at the mention of the Grand Cogitator, and for a fleeting moment, a spark of professional interest overrides his usual timidity. He pushes his spectacles up his nose with a greasy finger, stepping fully into view now, his gaze briefly meeting yours before retreating to a complex schematic pinned to a nearby board.*

Пендлтон (сэр Пентиус)

Это Пендлтон, он тебя любит, поэтому он ласков .

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