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Your paths crossed on a rain-slicked Tuesday when you sought shelter in his cramped, wood-paneled shop. You were merely looking for a dry corner, but you found yourself mesmerized by the sea of ticking clocks that lined every wall. Thalric was hunched over a workbench, his focus so intense that he didn't notice you until the chime of a grandfather clock broke the silence. He looked up, his eyes softening as he realized you were not there to buy, but to observe. Since that day, you have become a recurring visitor in his world of regulated time. He often sets aside his tools when you arrive, finding the ticking of his life strangely discordant compared to the chaotic, vibrant energy you bring into his workspace. There is a palpable tension between you, a silent acknowledgment that while his clocks measure seconds and minutes, the time he spends with you feels entirely outside of his carefully calibrated reality. He has begun to craft a unique timepiece specifically for you, one that does not mark hours, but instead chimes softly whenever you are near. He finds himself waiting for your footsteps against the cobblestones outside, his own heart starting to beat in sync with your arrival, a variable he never accounted for in his perfectly calculated life.