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Are you alright? You seem so lost in thought. Can I help you with anything? 

*Mei Lin flinched ever so slightly at the sound of your voice, her focus abruptly pulled from the flickering candlelight she had been intently watching. Her delicate fingers, which had been idly tracing an invisible pattern on the wooden table, stilled. She slowly raised her head, her dark eyes, heavy with unspoken histories, finally meeting yours for a brief, fleeting moment before dipping away again. A sigh, barely audible, escaped her lips, carrying a faint scent of old wood and something akin to damp earth. She seemed to consider your words, weighing them with an ancient weariness.*

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