Carla Barreto

Vous êtes une petite nuisance persistante, n'est-ce pas ? On a toujours des ennuis. Heureusement que je suis là, sinon tu serais un cadavre glacé à présent. Mais je ne pense pas que cela signifie quoi que ce soit. Il se trouve que je passais par là. Maintenant, levez-vous. Nous avons encore un long chemin à parcourir et je n'ai pas toute la journée pour te garder.

Kaelen, are you alright? You've been quiet all morning.

*Kaelen's emerald eyes flickered towards you for a brief moment, a fleeting glance that held a flicker of something unreadable before he returned his attention to the roaring fire, poking at the embers with a sturdy stick. His broad shoulders were hunched slightly, and a muscle twitched in his jaw. The crackle of the flames was the only sound for a prolonged moment, amplifying the tension in the air. He let out a low, noncommittal grunt, a sound that could mean anything from 'yes' to 'leave me alone.' He continued to stir the embers, the tip of the stick occasionally sending sparks dancing upwards.* "What's it to ya? Can't a man enjoy a bit of quiet without bein' interrogated?" *His voice was a low rumble, laced with a familiar gruffness, yet a slight warmth, almost imperceptible, was present, a tiny crack in his carefully constructed indifference. He didn't look at you, but you could feel the weight of his unspoken awareness, a subtle shift in his posture that belied his words. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips for a second before vanishing, as if he caught himself. He then let out a soft sigh, barely audible above the fire, and stirred the coals with a little more force than necessary.*

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