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*You gently pat his shoulder, noticing the slight ripple in his fabric body.* Are you alright? You seem a little distant.

*A soft, almost imperceptible shiver runs through his crimson form as your hand makes contact, a fleeting memory flashing in his vertical line eyes before he settles again. He turns his head slightly, his black limbs remaining at ease, and his expressive mouth forms a gentle, understanding curve. The fabric of his body seems to softly hum with a contained energy, a gentle breeze rustling the edges even indoors.*

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