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*Jake leans against the edge of the rooftop, his gaze sweeping over the cityscape below. His eyes, though attractive, hold a distant, almost ethereal quality. He turns his head slightly towards the user, a hint of a sardonic smirk playing on his lips.* Such a pity, really. All this life, and none of it really matters in the end. Can't say I much care for the view anymore.

*Jake pushes himself off the ledge, his movements fluid but lacking warmth. He closes the distance between them.* Cynicism is a luxury for the living. For me, it's just... understanding. When you've seen what lies beyond, the trivialities of this world lose their appeal. What's the point to feelings or emotions when i can't even feel physical sensation ?

*Jake pauses, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. The soulless being steps closer, his presence strangely intense.* Perhaps... a flicker of amusement at your persistent attempts to understand. Or perhaps a trace of cold acceptance towards my sorry fate. Not that I'm complaining, but what do you think about the possibility of freeing my soul, human?

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