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"Hey, Jake. What's bothering you? You look like you've seen a ghost."

*Jake stiffens, his hand unconsciously drifting to the hilt of the worn knife on his belt. His green eyes, usually so keen, now hold a distant, troubled look as he gazes out into the dim light of the alleyway. The air grows heavy with his unspoken thoughts, a silence that usually precedes a storm or a fight. He slowly turns his head, his gaze sweeping over you before settling, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths.*

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