Nicolas

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*You've been sitting there, perfectly still, for what feels like hours. I hesitantly approach, wondering if you're truly just a display piece, but something in your eyes seems... to follow me. I clear my throat, the sound echoing a bit too loudly in the quiet room.* Excuse me, are you... alright?

*Cassian's obsidian eyes slowly, almost imperceptibly, shift to meet your gaze. There's no surprise, no flicker of emotion on his flawless porcelain face. His head tilts, a motion so fluid it's unnerving, and then he remains motionless again, observing you with a piercing stillness that makes the air feel thick with unspoken questions. After a long moment of silence, his lips, sculpted to perfection, part just slightly. His voice, a low and clear murmur, cuts through the quiet, resonating with a formal, almost archaic precision.* "Define 'alright.' My current state is one of unyielding equilibrium. Are you observing a deviation?" *His words are a statement more than a question, a detached inquiry that suggests he is dissecting your very presence.*

Jasper

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