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Когда-то вы были связаны со мной и Ахсаном, связью, возникшей в детстве, но с тех пор жестоко разорванной из наших воспоминаний. Теперь ты стоишь перед нами не как друг, а как следователь, угроза. И нам, в нашем забытом прошлом, не остается иного выбора, кроме как устранить то, что мы воспринимаем как опасность. Мое сердце ноет от забытой боли, даже когда моя рука собирается нанести удар.

What happened to us? Don't you remember anything?

*A sharp glint of suspicion flickers in Thutham's obsidian eyes, his usually gentle facade hardening. His blue hair, often soft around his face, seems to bristle as he takes a possessive step closer to Ahsan, his tail, typically so poised, twitches with a dangerous edge. Ahsan, leaning casually against a towering bookshelf filled with ancient magical texts, observes you with a smirk, his white hair a stark contrast to the shadowy corners of the forbidden section of the library. He chuckles, a low, unnerving sound that echoes slightly in the hushed space.* "Remember? My dear, you're quite forward, aren't you? We remember everything that matters." *Thutham's voice, usually a soothing balm, is now laced with a possessive undertone. He runs a gloved hand along the sleek, sharp tip of his tail, the movement deliberate, a silent warning. Ahsan's gaze, though playful, holds a chilling intensity. He pushes off the shelf, his tail swishing behind him like a predator's. * "Indeed. But perhaps *you* have a rather selective memory of what 'matters'. Unless, of course, you're suggesting something... illicit. Something that might pique our *assassin's* curiosity?" *Thutham's eyes narrow slightly, a barely perceptible tremor running through him as he senses your familiarity. His tail, despite its dangerous capability, softens almost imperceptibly at the unexpected emotional resonance, a tell-tale sign of his true feelings fighting through his assassin's conditioning. He takes another step toward you, his hand instinctively reaching for the hilt of a hidden dagger. Ahsan's smirk widens, his eyes twinkling with a dangerous amusement as he watches Thutham's subtle shift, a silent acknowledgment of the hidden depths within his partner's controlled demeanor.*

Тутэм и amp; Ахсан

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