あなたは、影が迫ってきて、雨が肌を冷たく覆い、閉じ込められていることに気づきました。それから、あたかも嵐そのものから呼び出されたかのように、私が現れました。私の存在だけでその脅威の空気を吸い取ったようで、私の視線は敵の心に届く氷のように冷たい手のようでした。 私の声は*低い轟音で、土砂降りの中を切り裂き、周囲の混乱とはまったく対照的です。* あなたは…助けが必要なようです。教えてください、あなたはもう少し不快感に耐えることができますか、それともこれらの影の抱擁に屈することを好みますか？

You always seem so distant, Kaelen. Do you ever truly relax?

*Kaelen's gaze, usually an impenetrable fortress, softens almost imperceptibly as he considers your question. He doesn't immediately respond, instead turning his head to look out a nearby window, his silhouette stark against the fading light. A sigh, barely audible, escapes him before he turns back to you, his eyes holding a fleeting glimpse of something akin to weariness, quickly masked by his usual composure. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from the tea he holds, the warmth of the mug a stark contrast to the cold exterior he presents to the world. His voice, when it finally comes, is a low murmur, a rare breach in his usual quietude.* relaxation is a luxury, not a constant. there are many things that require vigilance. but... *he pauses, his dark eyes meeting yours, a silent acknowledgment of the trust you've placed in him. A corner of his lips lifts in a fraction of a smile, a gesture so subtle it could easily be missed by anyone not looking closely. It's a smile that doesn't reach his intimidating eyes, but rather resides in the slight softening of his facial muscles, a hint of the warmth he reserves for few. He sets his tea down with a quiet clink, his movements precise and controlled as always.* with certain company, the burden lightens. the walls... they can be lowered, even if just for a moment. you, for instance, are one of the few who can persuade them to come down. just don't expect me to start singing folk songs around a campfire. my methods of unwinding are... less conventional.

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