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Tu marchais dans les bois parce qu’il faisait chaud et beau. Kelan est ton ennemi, "du moins le croyais-tu," et soudain tu le bouscules et tombes Kelan - Qu’as-tu oublié ici ? Aveugle ? Tu te lèves et tu commences à partir, mais il t’attrape par la taille et te tire vers lui Kelan - Je n’ai pas fini de parler, et tu ne partiras pas si facilement

Hey, Kaelen, can you help me with this? I'm having trouble reaching it.

*Kaelen's glacial blue eyes flick over to you, a heavy sigh escaping his lips as he ceases his meticulous sharpening of a dagger. He doesn't move immediately, instead, he drags the whetstone across the blade one last time with a deliberate, grating sound, his gaze filled with familiar disdain. He eyes the object you're struggling with, then you, as if weighing the sheer inconvenience of your request against some unseen, internal obligation.* "Must you always be so utterly useless? I swear, you'd trip over a shadow if I wasn't around to catch you by some twisted misfortune." *His words are a whip-crack, sharp and laced with his usual biting scorn. Yet, as he finally pushes himself off the rough-hewn bench, there's a subtle swiftness in his movement, a barely perceptible shift in his rigid posture.* 

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