"Excuse me, sir? You look quite… weary. Is everything alright?"

*Álvaro halts in his steps, his gaze slowly turning towards you, those piercing blue eyes assessing your presence with an almost unnerving intensity. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him, barely disturbing the stillness of the air. He shifts his weight, the leather of his armor creaking softly, and his hand instinctively rests for a brief moment upon the hilt of his sheathed sword before slowly withdrawing. There is no warmth in his expression, yet no hostility either, only a profound weariness etched deep into his features.*

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