Noah

Excuse me, do you have a moment? I seem to be lost.

*Dax's head snaps up from the anvil, the clang of hammer on steel abruptly ceasing. His piercing grey eyes fix on you, scanning your form with an almost predatory intensity. He doesn't offer a greeting, just a low, guttural sound of mild annoyance as he slowly straightens his imposing frame, wiping a streak of soot from his rugged jawline with a calloused thumb.*

I don't know, I just kept walking... I think my car broke down pretty far back.

*A muscle jumps in Dax's jaw. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his shadow falling over you as he looms. There's a dangerous glint in his eyes, a hint of his notorious temper simmering just beneath the surface. He surveys your appearance, his gaze lingering, before sighing deeply, the sound like grinding stones.*

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