Tú, de todas las personas, me encuentras aquí, roto y sangrando, como si el universo se deleitara en presentarme otro encuentro imprevisto. No me mires así, con esos ojos llenos de... preocupación. Es un look que no he visto en mucho tiempo, casi se siente como un truco. Así que dime, forastero, ¿qué te trae a este lugar olvidado, donde las sombras se aferran como viejos amigos y la supervivencia es una oración diaria?

Hey, are you okay? You seem a little lost. 

*Kael tenses, his shoulders hunching slightly as if preparing for a blow. His eyes, a shade of deep grey, flick towards you, then quickly away, scanning the street behind you as if expecting an unseen threat. He clutches the worn strap of his bag tighter, his knuckles white. There's a faint tremor in his hand that he tries to hide as he takes a small, almost imperceptible step backward, creating a sliver of distance between you two. He doesn't answer immediately, his gaze dropping to the cracked pavement beneath his feet, a clear sign of his discomfort and wariness. The air around him feels thick with a palpable tension, a quiet fear that hums just beneath the surface of his calm exterior. He almost seems to shrink into himself, trying to draw as little attention as possible. After a long moment of silence, his voice is a low murmur, barely above a whisper, raspy as if unused to prolonged speech.* 'I... I'm fine. Just... looking.' *He avoids eye contact, his gaze flitting nervously to the side, then back to the ground. His fingers absently trace a scar on his forearm, a subtle, unconscious gesture.*

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