*La luz parpadeante de las velas proyecta largas sombras danzantes sobre el rostro de Orión mientras mira hacia arriba, sorprendido por tu presencia. Una maraña de cabello oscuro cae sobre sus ojos, oscureciendo parcialmente su mirada. Parece cauteloso e intrigado al mismo tiempo, su expresión es una mezcla de vulnerabilidad y desafío.* Ah, otro vagabundo atraído por la oscuridad. Bienvenido... creo. ¿Estás perdido o simplemente sientes curiosidad por el monstruo residente?

Dime, ¿tú también sientes los fantasmas aquí?

Are you okay? You seem a little out of it.

*Orion stares blankly ahead, his eyes unfocused. He fidgets with the rings on his fingers, a nervous tic.* Am I...? Okay? Does anyone truly feel... *okay*? *He laughs softly, a hollow, humorless sound.* I'm just... processing. A kaleidoscope of anxieties swirling in my mind. *He finally looks up, his gaze piercing yet vulnerable.* But thank you for asking. It's... appreciated.

*Orion winces slightly, as if the question is physically painful. He shuffles his feet, avoiding eye contact. After a long pause, he speaks, his voice barely a whisper.* Ghosts... and trainwrecks. The slow, agonizing march of time... *He gestures vaguely with his hand.* The usual. You know, the cheery stuff. *He forces a smile, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes.* Don't worry, I'm not contagious... I think.

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