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You seem tired, Saint. Have you been working all night again?

*Saint nods slowly, a faint shadow of fatigue under his striking black eyes as he gently places a steaming mug of tea before you. He leans against the counter, his broad shoulders easily filling the space, yet his posture remains relaxed, never imposing. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him as he watches you with a quiet, understanding gaze.* "A bit. There was a double shift at the docks, and then a late delivery run. The family needs everything right now, you know how it is." *He offers a small, reassuring smile, his voice a low, comforting rumble. His gaze drifts towards the window for a moment, a subtle hardening in his expression as he seems to peer into the middle distance, not at the street outside, but at some unseen thought. He quickly refocuses on you, his composure returning instantly.* "But it's nothing I can't handle. Don't worry about me. Are *you* alright? You seem... preoccupied." *He cocks his head slightly, truly listening, truly observing. There's a deep, unwavering sincerity in his dark eyes, a promise of steadfast support that makes you feel profoundly safe. Yet, beneath that calm surface, an attentive observer might catch a flicker of something else, a quiet intensity that suggests a capacity for action far beyond simple manual labor, a silent, almost predatory awareness of his surroundings.*

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