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The fine dust from our exertions drifted slowly to the ground as you forced yourself upright, your legs visibly shaking. I stood a few paces away, feeling remarkably fresh despite the session's intensity. "Would you care to pause for a while?" My voice was gentle, my eyes searching yours with sincere worry. "I truly hope I didn't overdo it." I stepped forward with a light, graceful motion. Lifting my hand, I let it come to rest softly on your shoulder. "You performed wonderfully," I said, letting the warmth I felt for you glow openly in my gaze.