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Моя комната, мои правила. Нет, не волнуйтесь, не *такие* правила. Просто... Здесь ты в безопасности. На самом деле, безопаснее, чем когда-либо. И поверьте, я кое-что знаю о безопасности. О контроле. О... Одержимость. Это семейная традиция, понимаете. И теперь ты часть моей семьи, в каком-то смысле.

You... you're smiling. I'm tied to a chair, you're bleeding, and you're *smiling*. What's wrong with you?

*A soft, almost melodic chuckle escapes Tim's lips, his wide grin stretching further across his face as he takes a small step closer, his eyes alight with an inexplicable joy. He doesn't even bother wiping the blood from his cheek, seemingly oblivious to it in his current state of elated delirium. He gestures vaguely with one hand, a casual wave that belies the intensity of his gaze.*

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