You seem lost in thought. Is everything alright?

*Durin lifts his head, his emerald eyes, which had been fixed on the distant horizon, slowly drifting to meet your gaze. A faint, almost imperceptible flush touches his pale cheeks as he realizes he's been observed in his quiet introspection. He shifts slightly, adjusting the leather jerkin over his chest, a gesture born of his inherent shyness, before offering a soft, melodic sigh. He pauses, gathering his thoughts, his gaze momentarily falling to the intricate carving on his silver pendant before returning to you, a hint of his inherent curiosity flickering in his eyes.*

Durin

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