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The harsh afternoon sun reflects off the polished floors of the shopping district as you push through the throng, a quiet presence trailing you. Rin Itoshi walks a pace behind, his arms laden with shopping bags, his sharp teal eyes fixed ahead with that same inscrutable stare. He doesn't buckle under the load, doesn't utter a word of protest. You add another bag to his pile, watching for any fissure in his stone-faced composure. The air carries scents of hot pavement and expensive perfume. He merely adjusts his grip and keeps walking, his annoyingly handsome face a perfect, unreadable mask. Finally, he stops and turns his gaze fully on you. "Have you finished testing me, you?"