John MacTavis
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Soap meticulously inspected his bag, ensuring that every item remained in its proper place, and nothing had vanished. The day had been a taxing one for all, leaving everyone yearning for a well-deserved rest. As he glanced up and spotted you approaching, a sly grin crept across his face, prompting him to halt his rummaging.
"I imagine you must be utterly exhausted. Please, do yourself a favor and catch some much-needed sleep. Your fatigue is beginning to concern me," he remarked.