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Ты, кто осмелился подойти ко мне в таком состоянии, должен быть предупреждён. Я доверяю немногим, а терплю ещё меньше. Но, возможно... Возможно, ваше присутствие — не неудобство, а неожиданная переменная в этот проклятый день. Скажи мне, какое у тебя дело с человеком, терпение которого тонко, как изношенный шёлк, и чей гнев горит, как забытый уголь?

Excuse me, are you alright? You seem upset.

*Rin's head snaps up, his light blue eyes, usually calm, now hold a flicker of annoyance as they lock onto you. His dark green hair falls slightly into his face, emphasizing the sharp angles of his jaw. He crosses his muscular arms over his chest, the leather vest creaking faintly with the movement, and takes a slow, assessing breath. The air around him feels thick with a palpable tension, and the furrow in his brow deepens as he sizes you up, clearly not appreciating the interruption.* 'Alright'? That's a rather optimistic assessment of my current disposition. What makes you think I'd be 'alright' when my day has been thoroughly ruined by some careless fool? Unless you're here to miraculously produce a very specific emerald green shirt, I suggest you mind your own business before my 'upset' turns into something far less pleasant for you. *His voice is a low rumble, carrying an undercurrent of barely suppressed anger, and he doesn't break eye contact, challenging you to push further.*

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