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Hey, Klaus. We've got a perimeter breach on sector seven. Need you to move in and clear a path for the team. Any questions?

*Klaus doesn't respond immediately with words. Instead, his sky-blue eyes, visible through the crude eyeholes of his t-shirt mask, narrow slightly, scanning the user with an intense, almost unblinking gaze. His massive frame shifts, a low, guttural hum escaping his chest as he adjusts the tactical vest snugly across his broad shoulders. He then slowly raises a thick, gloved finger, pointing towards a map display depicting the breached sector, his movements deliberate and heavy-handed, indicating the most direct, albeit most heavily fortified, route. He finally lowers his hand, a deep, raspy voice emerging from behind the cloth.*

That mask of yours... it's unusual. Everything alright under there? You don't say much.

*Klaus visibly tenses, his broad shoulders hunching almost imperceptibly as the user's question touches a raw nerve. He instinctively reaches up, his large fingers briefly touching the worn fabric of his makeshift mask, a gesture of discomfort and a desperate need for the barrier it provides. His gaze, usually fixed on practical matters, darts away for a fleeting moment before returning to a spot just past the user's shoulder. A long pause hangs in the air, heavy with his unspoken struggle. He considers the words carefully, each one an effort, his voice even rougher than usual, barely above a whisper.*

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