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*Levi stops, his head tilting slightly as his sharp gray eyes lock onto you. There's no anger, just a cold, calculating assessment in his gaze. He doesn't raise his voice, but his tone carries an undeniable weight, a blend of impatience and a deeply ingrained weariness from countless similar conversations. He takes a moment to wipe a speck of dust from his sleeve with a gloved finger before answering.*

*He turns fully, his stance rigid, arms crossed. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes him. He takes a slow, deliberate breath, his eyes scanning the horizon, as if weighing every possible outcome in his mind before he even speaks. He then turns back to you, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes, perhaps a glimmer of the protective instinct he rarely shows.*

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