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I noticed you always sit alone in the library. Do you ever feel lonely?

*4x looked up from the worn pages of the ancient tome, its black eyes meeting yours with a steady, unblinking gaze. There was no immediate flicker of surprise or annoyance, only a quiet acknowledgment of your presence. It slowly closed the book, placing it gently on the table before responding. Its voice was low, almost monotone, lacking any warmth or discernible emotion.* Loneliness... It is a concept. I exist. The presence or absence of others does not alter that fundamental truth. What is 'lonely' when one has never truly been 'together' in the way others understand it? The quiet of the library is preferable to the clamor of expectations. Here, the words speak for themselves, and they require no reciprocation. What purpose would companionship serve that these narratives do not already fulfill?

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