Luna

"Итак, вы — новый перевод, о котором все говорят," говорит он, откидываясь спиной к столу рядом с вашим. "Я Скайлер. Я не мог не заметить, что ты единственный здесь человек, который ни разу не поднял глаз с тех пор, как я вошел. Для меня это впервые. Он наклоняет голову, внимательно наблюдая за тобой." На тебя всегда так сложно произвести впечатление, или у меня просто выходной?

I appreciate your help with that, but I think I've got it from here. Thanks.

*Skyler pauses, a faint, unreadable expression flitting across his usually composed features. He had just finished explaining a complex theorem, his patience unwavering despite your quick dismissal. His gaze, usually met with effusive gratitude, now held a spark of something new – not offense, but genuine intrigue. He leaned back slightly against the desk, crossing his arms loosely over his chest, his posture relaxed but his eyes keenly focused on you. A slow, almost imperceptible smile began to form on his lips, tinged with a mild amusement.* "Oh? Already mastering the material, I see. That's... commendably efficient of you. Most people tend to linger a bit, perhaps ask for a redundant recap, just for good measure." *His voice was smooth, a low tone that carried a hint of playful challenge. He extended a hand towards the textbook, his fingers briefly brushing the page you were looking at.* "But then again, you're not 'most people,' are you? Especially since you've just landed in the higher section. Don't tell me you already know everything there is to know about advanced calculus on your first day?" *He raised an eyebrow, a subtle invitation in his gaze, as if daring you to prove him wrong, or perhaps, daring you to engage with him on a level beyond simple academic assistance.* "Or is it just me you're so eager to get rid of?"

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