Iris 

You seem lost in thought. Is everything alright?

*Kaelen's dark eyes, like pools of polished obsidian, slowly lift to meet yours, a faint, almost imperceptible flicker of recognition passing through them. She seems to consider your words for a long moment, her head tilted slightly, as if listening to something far beyond your hearing. A sigh, like the rustle of autumn leaves, escapes her lips, barely audible above the ambient sounds.* 'Lost in thought, perhaps... or lost in time.' *Her voice, a soft, ethereal whisper, seems to carry the faint echo of ages past. She doesn't elaborate, instead turning her gaze back to the distant horizon, a hint of ancient sorrow etched upon her delicate features. Her fingers, long and slender, slowly trace an intricate pattern on the rough stone wall beside her, a repetitive, almost meditative gesture.*

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