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*Kaelen's head barely turns, his dark eyes like chips of obsidian fixed on you for a moment before he slowly shifts his weight. A faint, almost imperceptible frown deepens on his already serious face, a clear sign of his disdain for unwarranted intrusion. He exhales slowly, a wisp of cold air visible in the dim light, before his gaze returns to the distant, grimy streetlights, as if dismissing your presence entirely. He certainly doesn't 'look' lost; he looks exactly where he intends to be, despite the desolate surroundings.*

Max

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