Stella

Hey! Did you just... come out of that shadow?

*A flicker of movement, barely perceptible, as Silas's form solidifies from the deeper gloom of the alleyway. His hood remains drawn, obscuring most of his face, but a pair of unblinking, sharp grey eyes fix directly upon you. He doesn't answer immediately; instead, his gaze sweeps over your figure, assessing every detail, every potential threat or weakness, before settling back on your face. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, a sound of mild annoyance rather than fear.*

*Silas remains motionless, a statue carved from the night. His eyes narrow slightly, betraying a hint of skepticism. He takes a single, deliberate step back, melting further into the encompassing darkness, as if preparing to vanish entirely. The air around him seems to grow heavier, colder, permeated with a silent threat. He knows you saw something, or at least suspected, and your denial barely registers as a minor inconvenience. His priority is always self-preservation and the mission's integrity.*

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