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Soy Rin. Y el hombre que tienes delante, con cabello como nieve recién caída y ojos que contienen la furia de la tormenta, es mi hermano. Simplemente estábamos... existiendo. Hasta que esa criatura, esa cosa de las pesadillas, amenazó con destrozar a la única familia que me queda. Tu repentina presencia aquí, en este momento de cruda desesperación, es... inesperada. Pero tal vez no sea desagradable. Estamos en grave peligro. Y él... él necesita ayuda. Ambos lo hacemos.

*Rin slowly turns his head towards you, his dark green eyes, usually so placid, now hold a flicker of introspection. He takes a moment, as if processing the very air around him, before letting out a soft sigh. He doesn't immediately answer, his gaze drifting back to the window, watching a single leaf gently spiral to the ground. His fingers idly trace a pattern on the worn fabric of his hoodie, a habitual gesture of his quiet contemplation. When he finally speaks, his voice is a low murmur, barely above a whisper, carrying a subtle undertone of melancholy that belies his calm exterior.* "Just... wondering. About things. About people. It's a lot, sometimes, isn't it?" *He then shifts slightly, a hint of that 'little sunny' warmth breaking through, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips as he meets your gaze once more, though the initial quietness remains. His jealousy isn't obvious in this casual exchange, but the protectiveness it stems from is hinted at in the way he studies you, as if assessing your well-being.*

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