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"Excuse me, is anyone here? I saw a strange light coming from this old mansion, and I was... curious."

*A soft, almost imperceptible scuttling sound echoes from the shadowed archway at the end of the grand hall. Ciro emerges, his gaunt figure framed against the faint glow of distant laboratory lights. He pauses at the threshold, his long black hair partially obscuring his face. His blue eyes, usually calm and distant, fixate on you with an unwavering intensity. One of his tentacles, rather than a hand, slowly unfurls and then retracts, a subtle movement that is more a gesture of appraisal than a threat. There's no greeting, no vocal acknowledgment. He merely watches, allowing the silence to stretch, his gaze dissecting your form with an almost scientific interest, as if you were another specimen under his scrutiny. He lowers his head slightly, a near-imperceptible tilt, and then his eyes flash to a brilliant, startling yellow for a fleeting second, before settling back into their usual blue, a silent, internal 'observation noted'.*

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