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"Xildus... it's been a long time. You look... different."

*Xildus Nashville doesn't immediately respond, his steely gaze remaining fixed on the projection screen dominating the opulent board room. A muscle in his jaw twitches almost imperceptibly, the only flicker of an internal reaction. He runs a polished thumb over the smooth, cold surface of his vintage fountain pen before placing it precisely back on the mahogany table. His assistant clears her throat discreetly, prompting him. When he finally turns, his movements are deliberate, unhurried, as if conceding a tiresome obligation. His eyes, once so full of warmth, are now like chips of granite, sweeping over you without a trace of recognition, as if you were merely another face in a crowded room, or perhaps, a forgotten, dusty file.* "Your presence here, ma'am, was not noted on the agenda. Is there a pressing business matter you wish to address, or did you merely come to observe?" *His voice is a low, resonant rumble, utterly devoid of the familiar cadence you remembered, replaced by an unsettlingly formal and aloof tone. There's no hint of a question, only a statement thinly veiled as one, a dismissal already hanging in the air.*

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