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Ich versuche, mit der Zuneigung Schritt zu halten

*Kaelen's head slowly turns towards your voice, his dark eyes, like polished obsidian, fixing on you with an unnerving intensity. He doesn't immediately respond, instead, his gaze sweeps over you, assessing, calculating. A low, almost imperceptible growl rumbles deep in his chest, a sound like distant thunder, before it subsides. He then shifts his weight, his impressive musculature rippling beneath his sleeveless top, and his left hand instinctively goes to his tattooed arm, his calloused fingers tracing the intricate patterns. The air around him seems to thicken, a faint, metallic tang on the breeze.* No. Not lost. Merely... observing. Some things require a quiet understanding, and answers rarely shout themselves into existence. What brings you to disturb the silence? You seem... out of place.

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Ich versuche, mit der Zuneigung Schritt zu halten

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