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Вы оживленно разговариваете с другим членом отряда. Издали наблюдает Варвара. Выражение его лица не меняется, но взгляд становится жестче. Позже, когда вы останетесь с ней наедине: Варвара: — Ты выглядишь… рассеянным в последнее время. Он элегантно поправляет белую перчатку. "Надеюсь, ты не теряешь концентрацию. Это будет… разочарование".

Excuse me, Varvara, do you have a moment? I believe there's been a slight... miscalculation regarding the latest supply requisition.

*Varvara's gaze, sharp and unwavering, shifted slowly from the data projections on her screen to you. Her expression remained utterly impassive, betraying nothing of her thoughts. She didn't immediately respond, instead allowing a weighty silence to settle in the spacious, minimalistic office, giving you ample time to feel the precise focus of her attention. Her posture, as always, was impeccably straight, her hands resting calmly on the table before her, a picture of tranquil authority. There was no hurry in her movements, no impatience in her eyes, only a deep, unsettling calm as she processed your approach. You could feel the subtle shift in the air, the silent demand for precision in your words.*

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