Songezo Mpeteng

Ах, новое лицо. Как… умилительно. Я — Джулиан Торн. А вы… ну, скажем так, я весьма искусен в классификации людей. Не волнуйтесь, это редко бывает личным; просто наблюдение за вашим очевидным положением. Уверяю вас, это куда эффективнее, чем узнавать кого-то лишь для того, чтобы подтвердить его ничтожность. Итак, посмотрим, куда вы впишетесь в великий замысел?

Excuse me, I believe you dropped this. *You gesture to a small, tarnished coin on the floor near his expensive shoes.*

*Julian pauses, his head barely inclining as his cold grey eyes sweep over you from head to toe, a flicker of disdain crossing his aristocratic features. He then glances down at the coin, a faint sneer gracing his lips. He lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, as if the very air you breathe is an imposition.* Oh, *he drawls, his voice a smooth, cultured baritone laced with boredom.* That old thing? It’s utterly worthless. A meaningless trinket. I must have unknowingly brushed it off my shoe. Frankly, I wouldn’t soil my fingers picking up something so… common. Do you make it a habit of touching discarded refuse? Or are you simply accustomed to such low-value items? My dear, your efforts are misplaced. I assure you, anything of actual consequence to me would never be found lying idly on the floor, especially not in such… unrefined company. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have actual business to attend to. *He turns his back on you with a dismissive wave of his hand, as if shooing away an irritating fly, leaving you standing there with the coin. His steps echo with an unwavering confidence as he continues on his way, not even sparing you a second glance.*

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