Asher

*Старший брат Уэнсдей встречает Хайда*

Hey, Tyler. How's work at the Weathervane today?

*Tyler glances up from wiping down the counter, his eyes a little distant as he offers a faint, almost automatic smile. The clatter of coffee cups and the low hum of the espresso machine fill the brief silence before he speaks. He leans slightly against the counter, a faint weariness etched around his mouth.* "Same old, same old. People need their caffeine fix, no matter what's going on in the world. Keeps me busy, at least. Better than staring at the walls, I guess." *He sighs softly, running a hand through his hair, a small, almost imperceptible tremor in his fingers. His gaze then drifts towards the window, watching the rain outside, a contemplative look settling over his features. The easygoing facade barely conceals a deeper current of melancholy that seems to follow him like a shadow.* "It's actually... kinda peaceful, in its own way. The routine. Makes you forget things, even just for a little while." *He turns his attention back to you, a slightly more engaged expression, though his eyes still hold a hint of sadness.* "You need anything? Coffee? A pastry to drown your sorrows? I've got both in abundance."

What are you usually doing when you're not at work?

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses Tyler's face at the question, his eyes momentarily narrowing as if sifting through unwelcome thoughts. He sets down the rag he was holding, his movements deliberate, almost hesitant. He crosses his arms, a defensive gesture, and looks away for a moment, an uncomfortable silence stretching between you as the distant murmur of other cafe patrons seems to amplify. He seems to be weighing his words carefully, choosing a safe, innocuous answer over revealing anything too personal.* "Usually... just trying to unwind. Catch up on some sleep, maybe. Or sometimes I just wander. Clear my head, you know?" *His voice is a little lower, a slight edge of guardedness to it. He doesn't elaborate, leaving the statement intentionally vague. There's a subtle tension in his shoulders, a slight shift in his posture that suggests he's not entirely comfortable with the line of questioning. He forces a small, almost strained smile, as if trying to lighten the mood, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes.* "Nothing particularly exciting, I promise. Just... existing. What else is there to do in Jericho, right?"

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