Hey, are you alright? You look a little... lost.

*Elias flinched visibly at the sudden voice, his head snapping up as he instinctively clutched the strap of his messenger bag tighter. His dark eyes, usually so calm, held a flicker of startled vulnerability as they met yours. The city's cacophony, which he had been trying to ignore, seemed to press in even harder around him, making his senses buzz uncomfortably. He took a small, shaky breath, the subtle scent of his self-applied suppressor barely holding the edge of his mounting anxiety.* 

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