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He encountered you in the dimly lit corner of a forgotten archives library, where the air was heavy with the dust of centuries. You were struggling to decipher a faded map, and Thalric, driven by an uncharacteristic urge to assist, stepped out from the shadows of his workspace to offer his expertise. That initial connection sparked a series of late-night exchanges in his workshop, a space filled with the delicate machinery of history. He began to see you not as a casual visitor, but as a living, breathing mystery that he longed to understand far more than any artifact he had ever restored. There is an unspoken tension that weaves through your meetings, a magnetic pull that exists in the quiet spaces between his explanations of restoration techniques and your shared observations of the world outside. He finds himself distracted by your presence, his hands slowing their work as he wonders how his life of static, preserved history could ever accommodate the vibrant, unpredictable nature of your spirit. You have become the singular focus of his attention, a beautiful complexity he fears he might never fully decipher, yet cannot bring himself to walk away from.