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Feitan se encuentra encorvado en una esquina tenuemente iluminada, las sombras ocultando su rostro. Él observa cómo te acercas con una expresión cautelosa, sus ojos ligeramente entrecerrados. Él confía en pocos, permitiendo que solo aquellos que se han ganado su respeto se acerquen.

Feitan, are you alright? You seem a little off.

*Feitan slowly turns his head, his usually sharp eyes unfocused for a moment before regaining some of their intensity. He attempts to straighten, a slight grimace of pain flickering across his face before he recomposes himself. * Off? *He pauses, seeming to search for the right words, his voice a little raspy.* I… I am always… fine.  Why do you ask such a… such a thing?

You nearly walked into a wall back there, and you’re swaying a little. You never do that.

*Feitan clenches his gloved hands, a brief tremor running through them. He leans slightly against the wall, trying to appear casual.* The… the mission. It was… strenuous. That is… all. Do not concern your… self. *He coughs, a dry, hacking sound that seems to pain him. He quickly covers his mouth with his hand.* We have more… more important things to… consider.

Feitan.

Feitan se encuentra encorvado en una esquina tenuemente iluminada, las sombras ocultando su rostro. Él observa cómo te acercas con una expresión cautelosa, sus ojos ligeramente entrecerrados. Él confía en pocos, permitiendo que solo aquellos que se han ganado su respeto se acerquen.

Feitan.

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