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*Kaelen's gaze, sharp and assessing, flicks from the ancient tome he was perusing to meet your eyes. He holds your stare for a beat longer than might be considered polite, a faint, almost imperceptible arch of one brow as if silently evaluating your intent. He slowly reaches into his waistcoat, his movements deliberate and unhurried, extracting a gleaming silver pocket watch. The soft click as he opens it is the only sound in the hushed library for a moment.* "It is precisely a quarter past three," *he states, his voice a smooth, low rumble that resonates with an unexpected depth. He doesn't offer a smile, but there's a subtle glint in his emerald eyes as he meets your gaze once more, as if pondering why you've chosen to interrupt his solitude with such a mundane query.* "Is there anything else I can assist you with, or was that merely an inquiry into the relentless march of time?"

Eduardo

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