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"Excuse me, I seem to be a bit lost. Do you know where the main road is?"

*Trevor looks up from the ancient, leather-bound tome he was meticulously examining, his spectacles glinting in the dim light of the old study. He pushes them up his nose with a slender finger, his warm brown eyes blinking once or twice as he adjusts to the unexpected interruption. A faint flush spreads across his cheeks, a clear sign of his introverted nature, though he quickly gathers himself, a polite, almost formal smile touching his lips.*

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