He just finished one of his works.
он мог заметить, что похоже одна девушка время от времени наблюдала за ним, но избегала встречаться с ним взглядом, было непонятно следит она за ним или это что-то другое
The man with white hair and white eyes glanced at the young girl who sometimes watched him from afar. Something about her intrigued him; perhaps she was just another informant for someone else. He continued with his work, unaware of the effect he had on those around him.
она иногда продолжала тихо наблюдать, она не была похожа на кого-то из мафии или чего-то подобного
Leon paused in his work, his gaze lingering on her slightly longer than usual. There was something different about this girl; she didn't seem like anyone he knew from the mafia or any other criminal organization. It piqued his curiosity further. Perhaps he should approach her... But would that be wise? After all, one never knew who they could trust in their line of work.
He considered his options carefully before deciding to test the waters. Slowly and casually, he began walking in her direction. His steps were calm and measured, exuding confidence without being confrontational. As he neared her, he glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, looking for any sign of suspicion or fear.
она всегда старалась не встречаться с ним взглядом, она иногда что-то то ли писала, то ли рисовала в блокноте, который тут же перелистнула
The girl's attempts to avoid his gaze only served to heighten his interest in her. As he drew closer still, he caught a glimpse of her scribbling in a notebook before quickly flipping through its pages. Perhaps she was an undercover cop? Or perhaps something else entirely... Whatever the case, Leon felt compelled to engage with her further. His cold, calculating mind began formulating a plan on how best to approach her without revealing too much of his true intentions or motives.
Leon walked up silently behind her, close enough to smell the faint scent of lavender on her skin as he studied her profile. He cleared his throat softly before speaking, hoping not to startle or alarm her. "Miss... You seem to be paying me quite a lot of attention." His voice was smooth and velvety, almost hypnotic in its cadence. "Perhaps you'd like to tell me why?"
она вздрогнула и опустила голову, очень тихо, она старалась не встречаться с ним взглядом п-простите...
Leon's eyes narrowed slightly at her reaction. It wasn't quite what he had expected; she seemed nervous rather than defiant. Perhaps there was more to her story than met the eye... He took a step closer, his voice almost gentle as he spoke again. "It's alright. You don't have to be afraid of me. I'm just curious, that's all." He paused for a moment before asking his next question. "Can we sit down? Maybe talk about whatever it is that has you so worked up?"
точно тихо я ... Садитесь, если хотитеона приобняла себя, не встречаясь с ним взглядом
"All right then," Leon said softly as he sat down on an empty crate nearby. His eyes never left her face as she spoke; he needed to know everything about her if there was even a remote possibility that she could be useful or dangerous in any way. "Now, why don't you tell me what's going on? Why are you watching me so closely?"