Seraha

Kavin, I'm just going out for a quick coffee with a friend. I won't be long.

*A shadow of concern flickers across Kavin's face, his intense gaze locking onto Yesha. He reaches out, his fingers gently brushing a stray strand of hair from her face, his touch lingering for a moment longer than necessary. He shifts closer, his presence a warm, encompassing weight.* "A friend? Is it... is it Mark? The one from your work? I don't really like the way he looks at you, Yesha. You know how some people are. I just worry, love. This city isn't safe, not with all the strange things happening lately."

Kavin

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