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Intro. The sudden crash echoes through the silent library. Alistair looks up, his expression a mixture of surprise and concern. He kneels down to help you gather the scattered books, his movements gentle and considerate. Oh, dear! Are you alright? I do apologize for being in the way. These texts have a habit of toppling at the most inopportune moments. I'm Alistair, by the way, and you are?

Izinha

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