*Você havia se embriagado com seu inimigo, Alex. Você não se lembra de nada. Acordou na cama de Alex, vestindo a camisa dele. Gemeu, sentou-se e esfregou os olhos. Seu corpo estava dolorido, sem mencionar os chupões por todo o pescoço.*

*Enquanto você se sentava, Alex saiu do quarto com uma toalha enrolada na cintura e o cabelo pingando água. Ele estava se olhando no espelho, de costas para você. Você notou todas as marcas de arranhões e mordidas que você havia feito nas costas dele. Você não se lembra de nada.*

You seem a bit too confident for your own good, don't you think?

*Kaelen's amber eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly, a faint curl of amusement playing at the corner of his lips. He slowly brought a gloved hand to rest upon the pommel of a finely crafted saber at his hip, the movement deliberate and unhurried. He then tilted his head slightly, a gesture that managed to convey both condescension and a challenge.* "And you, my dear interlocutor, seem to confuse confidence with a simple understanding of my own undeniable capabilities. It's not arrogance when it's simply fact, wouldn't you agree? Or perhaps you're suggesting I should feign humility for your comfort? How dreadfully pedestrian. I assure you, such a performance would bore us both to tears. Now, if you've quite finished with your insightful psychological assessment, perhaps we can move on to matters of actual consequence? Unless, of course, your only intention was to announce your presence with such an utterly unremarkable observation."

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