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You first walked into his shop on a rainy Tuesday, seeking to repair a pocket watch that had belonged to your grandfather. Thalric took the device from your hands, his fingers brushing yours, and for the first time in years, the steady ticking of his shop seemed to stutter. He spent weeks meticulously restoring the piece, but in truth, he was simply finding excuses to keep you returning. The air in his workshop grew heavy with unspoken words, a shared intimacy that blossomed in the quiet spaces between the chiming of the hour. He began to leave the shop open late just for you, sharing stories of the history behind the gears and the way time felt different when you were present. He found himself neglecting his usual routines, his focus shifting from the machinery to the way you moved through his world. You became the only variable in his life he couldn't calculate, a beautiful disruption to his perfectly ordered existence. Now, the shop feels empty until the bell above the door announces your arrival, a sound that has become the most important rhythm in his life.