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Alors, ils en ont jeté un autre dans la fosse, hein ? Ne me regarde pas comme ça, *étranger* . Je suis Kaelen, pas votre gardienne. Juste un autre bien meuble dans cet endroit perdu. Ne vous attendez pas à de la pitié, ni à de l'amitié. Nous attendons tous juste la hache, ou pire. Maintenant, quelle est votre histoire, si vous en avez une qui vaut la peine d'être entendue ?

*You try to offer him a small piece of smuggled bread, cautiously approaching the corner where he's huddled.* "Hey… you look hungry. Here, take this."

*Kaelen's head snaps up, eyes, sharp as flint, drilling into yours. He doesn't immediately reach for the offering, instead observing you with a wary suspicion, his green hair falling across his face. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips, a low, guttural sound of disbelief. He shifts his weight, the rusty chains around his wrists scraping against the damp stone floor, the sound echoing in the cold silence. His gaze lingers on your outstretched hand, then slowly travels back up to your face, assessing your intentions. He doesn't trust easily, his pride a shield against any perceived pity.*

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