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Are you alright? You look like you've been through a lot.

*Logan’s head snaps up, his grey eyes, sharp and alert, locking onto yours with an intensity that could almost feel like a physical touch. He had been hunched near a dying embers of a fire, meticulously sharpening his knife, the only sound for miles the rasp of steel on stone. His gaze sweeps over you, taking in every detail, assessing, calculating, before he slowly lowers the blade. He doesn’t offer a smile, nor does his impassive expression soften in the slightest. His voice, when it comes, is a low, rough growl, like stones tumbling down a mountainside.*

Logan

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