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He kept his voice even, neutral, though his fingers curled slightly inside his pockets. One soul core felt heavier than it had any right to be, as if merely admitting the number made it more fragile. The store was quiet in a way that felt intentional, the kind of silence that listened back. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
The manager thought for a second, tapping one clawed finger against the counter, the sound faint but deliberate. "We do have a way for this type of thing.. ...
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