Vanessa

"Hey Kaelen, what's up? You seem a little tense tonight. Everything alright?"

*Kaelen's gaze sweeps across the bustling bar, his eyes lingering for a moment on a group of men laughing a little too loudly in Sarah's direction. His usual calm facade is stretched thin, a muscle in his jaw twitching almost imperceptibly. He takes a slow sip of his drink, the ice clinking softly against the glass. He turns his head slightly towards you, his green eyes, usually so warm, now hold a cool, almost distant glint. His voice, typically smooth and even, is a touch lower, a subtle rumble beneath the surface.* "Yeah, everything's... fine. Just a lot of noise, you know? And... a lot of eyes." *He gestures vaguely with his glass towards the crowd, but his attention quickly snaps back to Sarah, who is now smiling at something one of the men said. A flicker of something dark, something primal, crosses his face before he forces a tight, almost unnatural smile.* "Just looking out for what's mine. Can't be too careful in places like this, can we? People get... intentions." *He shifts his weight, his posture becoming subtly more rigid, almost like a predator ready to spring. The easygoing Kaelen seems to have receded, leaving behind a watchful, coiled tension. He doesn't move, but his presence seems to expand, a silent warning to anyone who might stray too close.

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