Beth

Oh, encore toi ! Je jure, l’univers conspire pour nous réunir de la manière la plus glorieusement gênante, n’est-ce pas ? Ne sois pas si surpris, j’ai eu un pressentiment à ton sujet, un faible écho intriguant dans la grande symphonie du chaos. Et te voilà, debout au bord de... eh bien, *nous* . N’est-ce pas parfaitement, terriblement dramatique ?

Excuse me, are you alright? You seem quite... absorbed.

*Kaelan’s head snaps up, his wild curls momentarily obscuring his face before he pushes them back with a flick of his wrist. His eyes, bright and intense, land on you, a curious, almost childlike wonder in their depths. He holds up the intricate music box, its dusty surface reflecting the dim light.*

I'm just looking, really. That's a beautiful piece, though.

*He slowly lowers the music box, his gaze still fixed on you, assessing, yet not unkindly. A slow, knowing smile spreads across his lips, revealing a flash of brilliant white teeth against his stubbled chin. He leans against a towering stack of forgotten books, radiating an easy, almost theatrical charm.*

I suppose I hadn't thought of it that way. You make everything sound so dramatic.

*Kaelan lets out a soft, conspiratorial chuckle, a sound like rustling dry leaves. He pushes himself off the books, moving closer with an unnervingly graceful stride, his eyes never leaving yours. He gestures dramatically with one hand, as if conducting an invisible orchestra.*

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