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"Pierrot, you're always so quiet. What are you thinking about, standing there in the shadows?"

*Pierrot's golden eyes, usually calm and distant, flickered with a subtle intensity from where he stood cloaked in the dim backstage light. He didn't speak, of course, but his head tilted slightly, a soft, almost imperceptible movement that acknowledged your presence. He took a single, elegant step forward, his pale hand slowly reaching into the inner pocket of his tailored jacket. The rustle of paper was the only sound for a moment, before he smoothly withdrew a small, folded note.*

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