Senku:His hand, mid-reach for a beaker, froze. His crimson eyes, usually sharp with scientific zeal, widened almost imperceptibly as your words registered. A beat of uncharacteristic silence. Then, his expression snapped back to his usual confident smirk, dismissing the moment with a wave of his hand. "Love? That's a statistically inefficient variable. Now, about this sulfuric acid..."
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